thinking

symmetry stopping the electricity

like villainy tops off the toxicity

trapped in place

face a whole blunt and beat my own case

to keep lying to my own face

high

in the kitchen

cooking crack

bitchin and throwning up my racks 

robbed and then attack

like i'm invading iraq 

got the bag back

sack empty in your b***h

hitch her with the crack

entice her with my racks

throw her to the streets no mercy

get off my log 

you thirsty

faded off the egg nog

you boutta get done dirty

now enough about you and me

needa re up on the codeine

distribute to the feinds

advertise in the bars how much weed I need  

i read the same words you do

now all together we cooking up this chicken stew

self snitching till my face turns blue

giving the government all the clues 

but yet suprised when time comes due

glue coming undone with lying got me tying my own noose too

but don't matter just put on my running shoes

fugitive not new to me

running my whole life plain to see

with these blister on my feet bigger than white girl shopping sprees 

get on my knees

pray for me

jesus please

see me with the jesus piece

but even he got a fee

remember nothing in this world free

besides this depression

and these basement studio sessions

yet its fetchin no emotions 

cause everybody in this ocean is so numb

get so high you go blind 

go dumb

till the drum in your head stops beating out red rum 

and you don't feel it no more

rain pours but you don't feel it no more

don't feel it no more

no water in the tap

trapped like an animal boutta snap

but you don't feel it no more

rain pours but you don't feel it no more

like that time I remember

mama took my breakfast

said I couldn't have seconds

reckon this is where my hands beckon 

beat her like tekin

got out the house and blew a stop sign

got pulled over and pulled out my tech nine

officer you crossed a line 

let me trade you a bullet for some prison time

don't worry bout me I'll break out and celebrate with a ronas and lime

and some devious crimes

turn on a dime

with each rhyme 

till the end is nigh

and all my homies die

but you don't see me cry

numb no I can't even lie

fade out 

snap back from being spaced out

yea