Chaos
Woke up with a knife in my chest
Still out here breathing
I'm alive
I am blessed
Sandy came thru with a lie
Now i'm stressed
Spread light with the crew
Keep an eye out for death
Ahhh
Feel the blood rush out
Scoop it all up in my cup full of doubt
He can't tolerate me
I'm taking the knife, lob it back at thee
Ugh
I'm way too formidable
Lead with the right yeh im way too pivotal
You can't dominate me bitch
Listening to Ready to Die on some G shit
Way too fly motherfucker like a G6
My thesis, you way too facetious
Man i promise i ain't wanna butt-heads like Beavis
Pretty ironic Conflikt ain't beefing
What i gotta do
What i gotta lose
What i gotta choose
What i gotta move
What i gotta soothe
What i gotta prove
Fore i make my mark
I'm burnt out, need another spark
I've learnt how i gotta play my part
First doubt seemed to hurt my heart
Now i count how many times turnt day from dark
Safe from dangerous
I ain't even wanna be famous
I'm just playing
Rearranging
Thoughts that's anxious
Keep on painting
Keep on learning
Keep on praying
Keep on churning
Out these writtens
Speaking ya wisdom
Beating the system
Meeting ya maker
Seeing ya later
Guessing it isn't
In ya favour
Need to listen
Beat the odds
And competition
Feed the dogs
And keep em grinning
Eat ya scraps
But keep ya vision
Fade to black
I'm done with wishing
Done with wishing
Done with wishing
Still out here breathing
I'm alive
I am blessed
Sandy came thru with a lie
Now i'm stressed
Spread light with the crew
Keep an eye out for death
Ahhh
Feel the blood rush out
Scoop it all up in my cup full of doubt
He can't tolerate me
I'm taking the knife, lob it back at thee
Ugh
I'm way too formidable
Lead with the right yeh im way too pivotal
You can't dominate me bitch
Listening to Ready to Die on some G shit
Way too fly motherfucker like a G6
My thesis, you way too facetious
Man i promise i ain't wanna butt-heads like Beavis
Pretty ironic Conflikt ain't beefing
What i gotta do
What i gotta lose
What i gotta choose
What i gotta move
What i gotta soothe
What i gotta prove
Fore i make my mark
I'm burnt out, need another spark
I've learnt how i gotta play my part
First doubt seemed to hurt my heart
Now i count how many times turnt day from dark
Safe from dangerous
I ain't even wanna be famous
I'm just playing
Rearranging
Thoughts that's anxious
Keep on painting
Keep on learning
Keep on praying
Keep on churning
Out these writtens
Speaking ya wisdom
Beating the system
Meeting ya maker
Seeing ya later
Guessing it isn't
In ya favour
Need to listen
Beat the odds
And competition
Feed the dogs
And keep em grinning
Eat ya scraps
But keep ya vision
Fade to black
I'm done with wishing
Done with wishing
Done with wishing
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Writer(s): Jaxon Charles Ford
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