Scrolling through messages while being negligent to something relevant It's pretty evident it don't take precedence if it ain't questioning life Relieving the pressure of people impatient If it was rotated I'd be probably be waiting because my expectations are deeply related to pride My laws are stronger, my honor adjacent It's not about paper, thе form of the payment I use is thе labor of love that hasn't a price Depreciated by those who have taken What can't be replaced and the needle is breaking the back of the camel We see it, we take it inside
OOh, I don't feel a way about nothing Make it hard to tell OOh, I don't feel a way about I don't feel a way about, nothing Make it hard to tell
I'm done being nice to people who thieve in the night You be in my light, see me with spite, from seeing me bright If we only tight ‘cause I make all the effort you getting severed It's only right that I connect on the fast with the brethren, not with the light It is what it is, the way the that I was not fit for the biz And nothing gets under my skin and I cannot get cut ‘cause I'm needing a win Even a brother can become a memory time will eventually lead to a drift Making an enemy of somebody and ‘What was the reason? '; we seem to forget I needed to split, not only from people, but also the ego I started to trip into the abyss, the ultimate evil And that's when you quick to think that everybody is trying to defeat you I learned that the “Slip what doesn't assist” And now I live peaceful
OOh, I don't feel a way about nothing Make it hard to tell OOh, I don't feel a way about I don't feel a way about nothing Make it hard to tell
Compositor: Amir Abdelmonem Mohamed (Oddisee) ECAD: Obra #37321434