Ad Nauseam

Huh-huh, I love you

Yeah, hmm, hmm

Cut once, cut twice, cut thrice

Baby, cut me with the knife, you can love me if you'd like

Fuck what, what was, what is, what is life?

It gets thundering and muddy, if you lucky it gets light, uh

Light one, light two, light the night up, girl, your eyes keep my eyes up

You the love of my life, I mean'

I run, I numb, I follow from the drugs to a bottle

From the buzz to a tolerance

Of rock bottom, hop out it, back up on you bitches

It's the knowledge of what's lost and how I rap it with no issue

Borrow every scar 'cause I can package and distribute

Can't be all you ever want, but there's a fraction I can give you

Reactionary, held in every glance in a bag you carry

Imaginary how you fell in with your past it's scary

I'll ask you wearily, do you buy what you share with me?

Do you hide? Do you barely see you who cried for the air to breathe?

Don't look back now, look in my eyes, laugh now

Look at what time tracks down, this is the spot we at now

This is God's gaff now, look at the cards, yeah

Look at my heart, guess we are what we are

Cut once, cut twice, cut thrice

Baby, cut me with the knife, you can love me if you'd like

What is, what was, what is life, but some fuckery and strife?

What can we malign, uh

I trust, I loved, I tried, guess I'm nothing but alive

There is one thing I would die for

Not money, not glory, not spite, just a family I can ride for

I just threw the baby with the bathwater

Did it halfhearted, did the math

It taught a little pessimism ad nauseam

Admonished the way that they act

Caught up spending ad dollars

Collared, their nape getting chapped

No plate at the table, but a bowl to myself, and they don't hold water

And they don't hold a flame to the skill, hey, it's plain what I've built

You change with the next wave, wait

I just change with the years, no wonder why this shit a classic

It's not about me, dog, it's 'bout the album now

I give to God like I've been tripping acid

I'm trigger-happy, the biggest grin from ear to ear

I take it all and put it here and there and let you listen lastly

The transmitter, God's answer to man's riddles

If I can't middleman the wisdom, I'm a damn quitter

The band split up, the plans is fanfiction

Shit, I can and cannot picture I ran with it

All my lack of confidence hit me like damn, really?

Thought that I was at the plate swinging, I was in the parking lot

Cooking up some shit now, it's the eighth inning

Can I get this place singing? Ain't no time to stay timid

You may mimic the way that I lay lyrics

But listen, I'd trade spirit for skill if you can't feel it

All this dumb shit is the reason I stay silly

I'm too damn serious bout it to make millions

Is you really in it for the arts or the image?

For a spar or a scrimmage? My bark make 'em grimace

I don't stop 'til the scar tissue grows in

All your issues grossly overestimated homie

So get you in the moment, and sit and don't control it

You live up in your head too long, they'll post eviction notice

I just let her leave now, she hold me, oh, so closely

Everything I fear is near, but one day I do also hope to know me