(Hook) From the top of the earth Don't question the purpose Here to give every last bit of my worth That's what they deserving The skeleton in me won't settle for dirt So open them curtains
I coulda got nervous, instead I got dirty Pressure don't kill me the peasants they feel me I light up existence Like mecca within me its precious the feelin of feelin so limit Less getting too lifted and losing my grip shall I fall by my finger Tips or be an amazement, it's not complicated Don't ever get jaded They try to degrade us the system gets wicked Talk the talk and walk the walk til blisters stop acting like the victim You don't have to live in prison nah Unlock yourself and free the other prisonas I pack up the passion, hop in the whip and I drop into blackness Yea, this world stay spinning fast just try not to lose your balance, pray the best is on the ballot Probably swiped my name off Mothafucka this my day job its 9 to 5 then 5 to 9 no days off I can't stay in the same spot Anxiety hits Can't wait too long or depression'll sit Thought you were strong but it ain't what you lift It's the life that live It's the shit that you spit So come get a grip Kick it a week and I've been up since six Trippin' of days when I fall to abyss (Hook) You might also like
Compositor: Christian Robert Felner (Felly) ECAD: Obra #20259836