Lyrics

A complex mind yet to be featured on complex Changing the game for those who use common sense But the wealth ain't distributed equal to all people It got to be some good left It can't be all evil We all can't be rappers who want to be Drake Joshing around the pecking order acting like we harbor passion When most of all our antics are a place to sit in ass in These new masters got you pampered You niggas rancid You quit to hate a speech, but when it popped you chanted Like somehow how when we were underground you were enchanted On solid ground I landed I was gracefully planted I'm in the studio whipping up lyrical manna I know that was random, but I go off on tangents I visit other planets This world is too outlandish In Uber speaking Mandarin Japanese, French, and Spanish I'm learning quantum physics You watching clips of Karen Ah I can't tell I can't tell I can't tell If they influencers or under the influence Sir Explain to me what are we doing It really all seems so confusing I wish it was less about the viewers And really just more about the music The thing that I am alluding to was the garbage that you are producing Pretending like you just been winning Internally you have been losing The thing that sets you apart From others so what are we doing The phone granted us freedom But made it much harder to choose it I hate to say it made us stupid But we make it hard to refute it We make it harder to believe We natty and we ain't been juicing But that gear will put your heart at risk Mmh I still don't know who started this Mmh I tried to be the light, but Somehow I still see ominous dark clouds gathering overhead I lay inside my bed This precious life I dread And wish that I was dead But then I snap back into reality and pretend Like those thoughts only exist inside my head My mind flies like time I lay rest on cloud nine I dream of lucid, unidentified celestial designs my defense against the dark is staying sharp as porcupines Yea I'm my way up now Ohh Slow grind It's a race, not a marathon Pace for the long haul Send me on my way Elegant black swan I never been a rooks pawn I'm still the same today As I was Yesterday Last week Last month
Writer(s): Norman Sanchez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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