scrapz

My soul like armor for my actions

My soul like armor for my actions, what’s a reaction

when it’s guided by thought that’s just a fraction

Science fiction, that shit ain’t real

Dig in deeper let me show you what I feel

A mind guided by society, I wish I could just lose it B

this feeling of supremacy, I’m livin that way constantly

Poser fuckin business men without no fucking business man

I’m sick of all this diplomacy, let’s just burn em all in effegy

Wake the fuck up everyone this world is not for every son

If you don’t stop and make a sound you should haunt another town

Where you headed, why you leavin? No. Why you here and why you breathin?

wundur

Late night flights like LA lights

Late night flights like LA lights

flash by in the dark, no wick, no spark

Runnin to the next show to stake my claim

payin debts I don’t have, future fucked the fame

It’s a grind on the inside, on the downside,

what’s the upside, I try and decide

Each trip, each drip, each rip, each sip

each flip, each whip, who needs that shit? For real.

But I can’t stop now yo? You can’t move upstream if you ain’t got no flow.

Heavy crown on my head, my family on my back,

my dreams in my throat, there’s no looking back.

Every step I take is a test of fate

we’ll see if I won when I see those gates. For real.

wundur