Letras
(Bravo Six, Going Dark)
(A different headspace)
(Now I'm in my mode)
(I done escaped real life, now I'm going ghost)
A different headspace
Now I'm in my mode
I done escaped real life, now I'm going
Had to take a trip
In a new world, locked in
This shit feels like a dream
What kinda trip is that
That's another timeline
(But I'm still next up, bitch)
Nobody can mess up what I build up
And everything's 'round me changing, but I'm still on the same shit
That's a damn near perfect world, I don't even know what to think
I don't even know what to say, cause
This world seems to good to be true
Maybe because it isn't real
My mind just be making shit up, nah
It's the drugs that create Worlds (create Worlds, create Worlds)
It's the drugs that create Worlds (create Worlds, create Worlds)
It's the drugs that create Worlds (create Worlds, create Worlds)
It's the drugs that create Worlds (create Worlds)
It's the drugs that create Worlds (create Worlds, create Worlds, create Worlds)