No Prisoners [Beatport Exclusive]

Last night I felt anti, ten shots of that brandy

Rough week on this cold earth, fucked up I'm on plan B

Mad weight on my shoulders, cognac it's so handy

Still I know I wanna feel alive, so I ain't calling no banshee

No prisoners, no barricades and no walls

Ain't living life with themimpediments

Don't resonate with them rules

No fakery, no demagogues, no idiots and no fools

I'm so bored of these charlatans when their benefits are so small

Switchblade

Gimme the track, give 'em a skin fade

Eclipse phase

Finishing move, tell 'em how king's made

You see a man on a throne

I see a man who climbed over stone

Persevered for the gold

"What gold do you speak of?"

Said the blind man

Said the shine from the diamonds never seen by his eyes can

"You explain to me how these jewels came to be

With no sight the value of what you're wearing has no reach?"

Well let me teach you blind man and your lack of vision

I made a decision to break out of this prison

I was contained by the jealousy, hatred and pain

They told me I couldn't escape, again and again

But this will of mine, they clocked it, it's killing time

The jewels that I speak of are hidden to all you Philistines

You can't see the journey, therefore you can't see the jewels

I'm breaking free but to you I'm just breaking the rules

Last night I felt anti, ten shots of that brandy

Rough week on this cold earth, fucked up I'm on plan B

Mad weight on my shoulders, cognac it's so handy

Still I know I wanna feel alive, so I ain't calling no banshee

No prisoners, no barricades and no walls

Ain't living life with them

Impediments, don't resonate with them rules

No fakery, no demagogues, no idiots and no fools

I'm so bored of these charlatans when their benefits are so small

Some days I ain't smiling, cos some days I ain't firing

Stay resolute so when I take a

Break I never see the block in my writing

Own lane that I carved out, my own wave that I'm riding,

Reflective now and when I'm looking back

I never need the gold that they're hiding

When I peered around I saw nothing, bullshit I ain't buying

And I ain't talking 'bout evil, his moves are inspiring

And that's something about realness, instead of people just hyping

Navigating in a world of fakes, the quality it's declining

Last night I felt anti, ten shots of that brandy

Rough week on this cold earth, fucked up I'm on plan B

Mad weight on my shoulders, cognac it's so handy

Still I know I wanna feel alive, so I ain't calling no banshee

No prisoners, no barricades and no walls

Ain't living life with them

Impediments, don't resonate with them rules

No fakery, no demagogues, no idiots and no fools

I'm so bored of these charlatans when their benefits are so small