So Gone (feat. Alexandra Reid)

I'm on some neo-apocalyptic shit I've spilled enough red liquid Now the only red stains you'll find on my clothes Is my girl's lipstick Road with music I mixed it  I used to fight twisted Then each chance I had to enter the scene I missed it But no more No my potential is so more - much more I can feel my soul more - I'm in touch more I could spit slow or go for a rush more Yeh more of a rush When I pick up the mic the whole crowd goes hush Like aero-dynamic the man is like a Concorde travelling in triple time Or spitting double dutch  I been living in up With years of drinking sipping it up Soon my liver will be shriveling up giving up I never used to need any crutches Now where I should be I'm not MC's you're lucky you ain't heard of Jot I've been everywhere bu part of the scene I think I seen too much I think I have been losing touch  Like back when I used to blaze green too much Turned 16, leaned on the drugs too much Rolling like a thug too much  Fell out of love too much  Didn't pray god above too much  It was killing me Now when I pick up the mic and get on a hype it's too much I'm killing it! I'm so gone, broken I've lost touch with emotion I'm so gone, completely broken After all I've done I've lost touch with emotion I'm so gone, broken I've lost touch with emotion But I'm outspoken, strong minded and open My feelings transmit as music, that's how I show them I'm held back by my need to go forward And living up to the name my mother gave me I don't need no alias My real birth name is Jot Maxi Futuristic images fly through my head That's how I live by my own philosophy  My drive is that until I'm dead  I will always feel the need to fight free God knows I'm powerful enough  So he sends a lot of tests to try me I release my anger like this  But I'm not trunna be too grimy  I'm free whether right or wrong I'll pray on my knees all night long Like I got it all stored in my mind already lord I don't need to write these songs but the writings done The vibes get swung when I come  Eliminate scum the fake ones  Yeah, they clash just for fun Then I arrive, direct I wanna bun the baddest one But I'm far from the best I could get out-barred by anyone But none of them have been and done the things that I've done or got the bars that I brung not one It's all so fun Dances get done Heads get spun girls hearts get won I write my bars under rising sun  Then recite them in the name of the righteous son That's why I fly right by bystanders  And only ever roll with lightning high standards Say what you want about me But I ride these rhythms  To tide my angers you wankers! I'm so gone, broken I've lost touch with emotion I'm so gone, completely broken After all I've done I've lost touch with emotion I'm so gone, broken I've lost touch with emotion But I'm outspoken, strong minded and open My feelings transmit as music, that's how I show them