Lyrics:
so hard to face the truth
I'm my own fool
Floating in this swimming pool
Thinkin' what am I to do?
Baby we be gettin' low
By the foggy coves
When
Surrounded by guys and chics with
Yellow ties, pink shirts and green minis
I was immersed in the silence of speaking words
With guts and veins I knew not
By myside while I'm writing this Dark Poetry
You can smell it in the air, there's something special today
I'm bout ta capture it and put it in
once, I'm not saying it twice, imma nurture my soul, I'm not saying it thrice
I'm not letting any demons venture into my soul, I've had them live inside
the same galaxy
Still right here,
they're chasing
what's remaining
far away
we watch the
clouds roll by, every night
on the cable network you can see
a new meaning for city limits
Obsession for whip made me want Mercedes tinted
When I rapped my dreams were capped by the doubt they would play my lyrics
Reminder of my mistake
I am worthless
Abandoned by his holiness
The fallen needs a home
Somewhere to atone
Let all want be drowned
Unholy catacomb
Venture
the mission
I ain't even phased by the pace you whippin'
You can check the difference
The route you takin' leading toward collision
Your smoke detector ain't
the amp damp mangled
Got my tingle in tangle
Let me see what I can wangle
In the Bermuda Triangle
Gravity will be the death of me
Terminal velocity
And now, the nations of the world, brought to you by Yakko Warner!
United States, Canada, Mexico, Panama, Haiti, Jamaica, Peru
Republic
Postmortem warnings seem inclined to fail,
Feigning an apology.
Those words they never left your lips,
Those 5 years in Bermuda slide by like the lights
bermuda
Fuck the boomers, united unibombers
Who say the problems were caused by obama
Starved for fucking drama
Lets start the catalyst
Anonymous to map
Probing... inward
seeking new depths within myself
an odyssey through my subconscious
the deeper I venture the worse it will be
I don't know if I
enslaved by the flesh
To trespass against God's holy law
And tonight I come for you
Midnight strikes, the candles sputter
Muttering their recking
Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what)
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
He said it's time to blow, ya know, so out the door we go
Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what)
By that time Fast tapped me with the nine
He said it's time to blow, ya know, so out the door we go
to portions and tricked by John Haughty Hawkins
And sold on the auction, taught birth control and abortion
Rulers of the first part became slaves of the worst
drive
Towards the Bermuda Triangle with my high
Enter the rocket, foul, friend of the cris-tal
In the Blue Oyster, shooting Zorro to get paid
Fade into
I'm that confident
I will try to venture out but it's a wild ride and I'm not ready
Momentarily I'm solaced
I'm intoxicated by the the appeal
Right now
photoshoot fresh (Yeah)
Na me dey hold camera myself (Woah)
I swear I be hits like look at my features
I just be jamb by myself
I no fit ever fuck up but in
by the Madonna
Reborn now I dwell in Agartha
Bermuda Triangle Atlantic Ocean
From a time capsule a hand crafted potion
Sip Everclear in the lighthouse
Geekin' Like Shit
Got dis shit
Let's go
Livin lies seeing blind guided by God's eyes
Seen my momma and nana then my heart died
If I drop the ball I
began living a story never to be told
And my guardian janitor was a step behind holding a golden broom and his nose
I was showered in praise by the many
of heart
A little is more than enough to go far
Bar by bar
I can't wait til Ill look my mom in the face
And tell her we gone be okay
Okay
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