Letras
We was born into the cemetery, gravestone mark a visionary
Fuck the world in missionary, From the bible to the dictionary
Don't know much about the literary, But my rhymes are legendary
Breaking bread in the seminary, Worry about the monetary
Confined to rhyme up in the solitary, Every bar is a monastery
Want a bad bitch like Halle Berry, But she'll never understand the weight I carry
The music that I make is just a window to my soul
Keep it locked away, peep into the keyhole
Fireplace to tell my stories go and get the charcoal
Lately I come off insane, But it's all under control
Construction never rebuilding, Lights are gonna stay flicking
Cards won't ever stop shuffling, Roses gonna stay wilting
Break the house down, Let your body go
Hide in sound now, That's how the story goes
What's it mean to be alive, Is it consciousness or is it time
Am I in my body, did I get too high, Am I here right now or did I die
What's it mean to be alive Is it consciousness or is it time
Am I in my body, did I get too high, Am I here right now or did I die
So enter to my criminal mindset
You'll be wondering which zone is the time set
Playing Russian roulette, While the bullet ricochet
Watching violet sunsets, With a violent marionette
Break the strings and break a sweat, Curtain call I end up dead
Pen to paper like it's lead, That's the bullet in my head
Here to guide the people that have all been misled
I can read you now like my vision infrared
I give it everything I got to find out everything I'm not
How many nights she cry a lot, how many homies gon' get shot
Now we glitch into reality, Question my morality
With every different casualty, Is this for art or salary
Overwhelmed at my capacity, Choices pulled by gravity
We ponder on the balcony
Break my mind down
The expectation go
Live in sound now
That's how the story goes
What's it mean to be alive, Is it consciousness or is it time
Am I in my body, did I get too high, Am I here right now or did I die