Air Temple Royale / Apocalypse Dance

The pen is mighter than the sword So if you come at me with violence I'll put you in a court Flow is pressed Give it a rest Look at the crest Look at the breadth You know whats next You see this set Flow is pressed Give it a rest Look at the depth Look at the mess I don't jest You see this death Cut ties cause I gotta survive Trust in few my crew, that's wise Myself and I will build the skies Greedy eyes, fight with me but I will rise How much do you miss me Now you want to kiss me Where were you when I was drowning in the whiskey Where were you when I was homeless in the city Where were you when I had nothing but a penny Niggas be fans of me I'm not cool with them Going from my enemies Next day act like my friend Funny how it works like that Funny how they switch like that Funny how they're all running back Funny how they're all talking shmack Nigga I'm cold Isn't a stunt I cut ties like I ash my blunt Mental switch, leave you in a ditch Gotta be up front When I ride best stay in hiding Don't spit no lies No .45 I move in silence Plan demise Used to be so damn hateful Now I got peeps to calm me down You should be so damn grateful Leave it up to me to put you in the ground Let me run it back real quick Made B.T.T.B Bitch I'm bad as shit Fuck restorative justice I'll leave your life in tatters Breathing will become useless You're going to wish it shattered Gonna pray to god But it won't matter You're a worthless piece of shit Bitch from what I gathered With an all White jury that doesn't know your slur And unanimously vote to put you six feet under Weaker than the fool that makes it to the barrels bottom Lost my mind more than Joker when he's up in Gotham When I'm sober, I can't stop the thoughts so I kill them often Yeah I spliff with blossoms Silver haze, silver days, lost my way on the path of praise Celebratory spirit has hit the hay I'm the child that burnt the village down to feel it's warmth Up in flames, static mind becomes a new norm I'm the frog in the well looking toward the sky Hollow frame cause my soul was no longer live Repetition makes it hard to live in this brain Physical desires left me in the drain You cannot have my joy if you cannot have my pain