Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me
It's like an art exhibit with the thoughts presented article my been documented Stuck on they tongues now I'm in the mouth of critics Niggers sell their souls to stay afloat I'm trying to cop them clearance Cause I need more life they trying to take it from me Saying that I'm going nowhere fast like in place running It's kinda hard to be talking about dreams If they're my reality like I'm walking around sleep
I'm just hallicinating My life is too adjacent Good things come to those who wait And I'm too impatient No, I'm too courageous Finger fucking penetrating X-ing out my failures wih the process of elimination That's one by one until there is nothing left But more success followed by more success Creating outlines like two year old traces To these other bitches I'm a human eraser
I'm here now Baby your time's up But to gain the world Would I give my mind up Or would I lose my soul Shine instead of glow Could I lose my fucking way Trying to make it along Things money can buy Not my sense of self worth or none of my pride You never make it until you fail and you take it in stride I'm just about to live until death takes me alive
Listen with your minds The ears of your thoughts Feel it in your souls Give me the tears of your heart
Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me
Paintbrush to my thoughts Stroking the canvas with my genius Waiting to break through like a full grown fetus Laughing at these bitches while I'm reviewing their grievances Got a sack full of dicks that I've been brewing to feed em I've got lovers whose feelings I pretend to be conscious of And I am until I remember lonely hearts need lots of love I give it to them real whatever the case be Now I don't tie them down because they could never escape free How I'm feeling it's kinda hard to describe It's like standing in a field and being part of the signs Like love them with your body, your heart, your soul and your mind And when the feelings subside, watching part of you die
Damn I guess feeling alive I did it on my own So I guess the feeling is mine Still no real friends Still don't trust shit A long list of fuck shit that I don't fuck with My best friend betrayed me Believe me I overtripped Until I learned to build a fucking bridge and get over it Now I believe the power of my own mind, of my moonlight, of my soulshine
Things money can buy Not any of the shit that I value inside You never make it until you make it and you fail and you take it in stride So I'm just about to live until death takes me alive
See life is a mystery Same thing with history, same thing with misery... it all ends eventually We all live in symmetry, yet still react to the same things differently People are people, we live for our own Live how you think, not by what you've been told Break out the mold, embrace a new form Create a new life, then make it through scorned... There are hearts on the inside with strengths unparalleled There is life and it's cyclic, and it comes like a carousel... You've just got to enjoy the ride... You've just got to enjoy the ride...
There are too many things that money can buy There are too many dreams that money can sell But, not enough real... just not enough realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
