Tired
Fuck I'm tired yo'
Fuck, I'm tired and my desires are taking over my head
Unless I put a stop to it, suppress the liars inside decide if I wanna be dead
Im sick of hearing voices inside of my head i wish that i would bleed out instead
But like a briscuit, im slowly cooking heat in this verse
But instead its reversed, my worst verse is causing a disperse
Come back to my reality, I'm glad I broke it down but I relapsed in max speed
So it fell apart my heart is beating like a dope fiend
Or it slows down like codeine in your system
Symptomatic dramatic curtains fall as sad as the manic behind the wall
But fuck this rhyme im just so damn tired im out of time yo'
I wake up every morning and wonder, what the fuck is my purpose my time here is worthless
I've grown from that weak shit you heard this
One man's purpose is another man's treasure but measure it
I'm so tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired
Man I miss my bed, with all the sleep that I can get but now cannot rest I'm so freaking tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired, im tired
Im so- im so- im so- im so-
Take another guess in my dome, I sit in my throne
Fake another thing I address, it's sad but I'm bold
Face another sting to the ass, like metal brass I'm accoustic, so go and do the math (ahh)
Mechanical mathematical freak alphabet soup is my treat
I sink my teeth, into the beat until I get my cream
I think I might just be addicted submit into the weak it speaks for itself
It's on my shelf, it's bad for my health, contradiction
My competition with these bitches, is like a sickness from the syringes malnutrition
Musician with no composition, the opposition
My position isn't distant, it's inconsistent
The sinister sins in mind is serious as this line and furious at the same time delirious as this rhyme
It's night time but my eyes are wide open I hide pride im broken, my spirit has spoken and im tired
I'm so tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired
Man I miss my bed, with all the sleep that I can get but now cannot rest I'm so freaking tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired, im tired
Im so- im so- im so- im so-
Feral writer beastly instinct, but never to the precinct
I'm taking my best bets I receive a loose leaf and spill my only griefs
But I'll make it brief, fuck the pen and pad im so mad add another fucking week
I'm at huge block for words this that and a third but this dirt is gonna form a herd
Ya heard that's word to jah, iko and her I'm going down under
My plunder is asunder but here's another thing to uncover
That's when it's all rougher, sparked this shit without a sulfur and now I wonder
Is life really smooth as butter, things I muster, my mind is cluttered I uttered this, with weed in my breath
What the fuck did I get myself into again, Im over here with a pen, I claimed I hated the- them
Talking my shit cause it don't really matter
I don't where the hell going with this, it's getting sadder
I'm tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired
Man I miss my bed, with all the sleep that I can get but now cannot rest I'm so freaking tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired, im tired
Im so- im so- im so- im so-
Fuck, I'm tired and my desires are taking over my head
Unless I put a stop to it, suppress the liars inside decide if I wanna be dead
Im sick of hearing voices inside of my head i wish that i would bleed out instead
But like a briscuit, im slowly cooking heat in this verse
But instead its reversed, my worst verse is causing a disperse
Come back to my reality, I'm glad I broke it down but I relapsed in max speed
So it fell apart my heart is beating like a dope fiend
Or it slows down like codeine in your system
Symptomatic dramatic curtains fall as sad as the manic behind the wall
But fuck this rhyme im just so damn tired im out of time yo'
I wake up every morning and wonder, what the fuck is my purpose my time here is worthless
I've grown from that weak shit you heard this
One man's purpose is another man's treasure but measure it
I'm so tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired
Man I miss my bed, with all the sleep that I can get but now cannot rest I'm so freaking tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired, im tired
Im so- im so- im so- im so-
Take another guess in my dome, I sit in my throne
Fake another thing I address, it's sad but I'm bold
Face another sting to the ass, like metal brass I'm accoustic, so go and do the math (ahh)
Mechanical mathematical freak alphabet soup is my treat
I sink my teeth, into the beat until I get my cream
I think I might just be addicted submit into the weak it speaks for itself
It's on my shelf, it's bad for my health, contradiction
My competition with these bitches, is like a sickness from the syringes malnutrition
Musician with no composition, the opposition
My position isn't distant, it's inconsistent
The sinister sins in mind is serious as this line and furious at the same time delirious as this rhyme
It's night time but my eyes are wide open I hide pride im broken, my spirit has spoken and im tired
I'm so tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired
Man I miss my bed, with all the sleep that I can get but now cannot rest I'm so freaking tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired, im tired
Im so- im so- im so- im so-
Feral writer beastly instinct, but never to the precinct
I'm taking my best bets I receive a loose leaf and spill my only griefs
But I'll make it brief, fuck the pen and pad im so mad add another fucking week
I'm at huge block for words this that and a third but this dirt is gonna form a herd
Ya heard that's word to jah, iko and her I'm going down under
My plunder is asunder but here's another thing to uncover
That's when it's all rougher, sparked this shit without a sulfur and now I wonder
Is life really smooth as butter, things I muster, my mind is cluttered I uttered this, with weed in my breath
What the fuck did I get myself into again, Im over here with a pen, I claimed I hated the- them
Talking my shit cause it don't really matter
I don't where the hell going with this, it's getting sadder
I'm tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired
Man I miss my bed, with all the sleep that I can get but now cannot rest I'm so freaking tired
My eyes are getting heavier the demons out to get me, and its cause im so really tired, im tired
Im so- im so- im so- im so-
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