Goose

You fuckin’ Bummy Ha ha ha ha ha ha aha Aye Do you even know who you are (Who you are) Would you rather hide in darkness Or try to shine with the stars Do you even know who you are (Who you are) Would you rather hide in darkness Or try to shine with the stars? Hop into the front seat, gotta see what I see I see, behind me, the devil’s trynna find me I run a lil’ faster but the blackness is so blinding But blind me, the demons quickly finding finding Winding, winding with the purple, all I see is blue Color thru the veins, this is somethin’ new These pictures are so true Been waitin’ in a few Higher wid da crew (I-Been I-Been I-Been) Why do these no good addictions afflict with my head When there’s a fork road my guide is mislead I’m writing my future but ran outta lead Make my mom proud without major in med The space & your space & MySpace is dead We’ve always been dead My whole mind’s trippin’ & I’m fuckin’ simpin’ Longest series Simpson Spill the tea, Lipton Humans all live in, in our own feelins’ Reality runnin’ manually & I’m fuckin’ missin’ Duality zoomin’ mentally & I’m fuckin’ tweakin’ Damn, actually, I’m the casualty & I’m fucking sleepin’ Do you even know who you are? (Who you are…) Would you rather hide in darkness or try to shine with the stars? Do you even know who you are? (Who you are…) Would you rather hide in darkness or try to shine with the stars? (Goose right now) I had been lost for so long don’t even know who I am Had to look myself in the mirror “Can’t you understand” Took a year in a half, don’t even know what’s the plan Lost inside the vision of gettin’ these hunnids of bands It seemed like everythin’ that people said to me became true Like never amountin’ to shit, like what the fuck do I do? So now I’m here! & I might as well start eatin’ the beat Gimme more time to go ahead & start attackin’ the food! (Brra Brra Brra Brra!) Man, I felt like nothin’ ever really changes Except the money & our yearly phases Life hit you so fast Next thing you find yourself in a broker position Don’t mean broke, but the stock broker position People on still on the gram holdin’ money to they ear (Nah) Nah, we don’t call that fuckin’ money over here (Hell nah) And that’s word to Jay-Z AKA the billionaire from Marcy In about 10 years I finna put these rappers in they car seat Man, I don’t even know what’s worse Being worthless or committing suicide up in a hearse Don’t ever fuck with that Lucifer, yo feelins’ might get hurt You slow dancin’ with the devil, 6 feet underneath the dirt That’s what I’m saying, don’t ever trust Satan I know it’s hard bein’ broke in the hood so you spray it Think before you act & just watch out for yo back ’Cus this goose chase is a never ending cul-de-sac (cul-de-sac) Do you even know who you are? (Who you are…) Would you rather hide in darkness or try to shine with the stars? Do you even know who you are? (Who you are…) Would you rather hide in darkness or try to shine with the stars? (Goose right now!) You fuckin’ Bummy