Still smokin', yeah we still smokin'
Still smokin on that good shit. Yeah we
Still smokin' on that shit that makes you forget where you are
And watchin' as relationships empty more
Your vacant hearts, watch it bubble
Another daily struggle, I be singin' to your
Spirits In this love-sick jungle like
Fry how you doin' with the music?
I've been wastin' f*ckin' time
Until I rap like, let's do this
Ooh Still trippin' cause I ain't with you
But we don't fall, I'm givin' all until the day I'm mute
I got one, then two, then three (one, two, three)
I got this bucket which I piss, a bunker full of beats, and a couple dumb lyrics
I got stuck inside my head, put them on the f*ckin' paper
Maybe then I'll get fed
I'm fallin' off
This whole plane thought, minds on autopilot still and in the mornin', I still bake up
I Tried to find greater fulfillment just to lose all meaning
I'm addicted to the craft, homie, catch me fiendin
Pushin' bars, I don't know how to attract Until my system bugs
I break this rut
And take my life back Yeah
I've been wishin' for another bright crack
So I could slip out from my skull and get out from my mind's ass
Now, I see, that this life ain't made for me
But, we still pushin' through the mud they'd never walk through until they do
This planet remains hostile
My eyes spyin', past your Sith like force
Straight to the stacks
I've been tryin to find my 64
I ain't Steve, neither diamond or rose quartz
King Cobra why's venom drippin' when the air in here is freezin'
My broke old soul can't let the past go
Still shackled to hells floor with a pitchfork
In this age, no more grand scale battles
So we're all just dorks with dad bods in swimshorts
Sayin, Fry how you doin' with the music?
Same shit as yesterday I find a flow, then outmaneuver
Ooh Still trippin' cause I ain't with you
But we don't fall, I'm givin' all until the day I'm mute
I got one, then two, then three (one, two, three)
I got this bucket which I piss, a bunker full of beats, and a couple dumb lyrics
I got stuck inside my head, put them on the f*ckin' paper
Maybe then I'll get fed