The Holographic Children - Shroomy Doomy (feat. Medium Franc) Lyrics

In a nightmare
In a nightmare
Having so much fun
That I don't care
If the devil's chasing me
Down the hallway
I don't even got a god to pray to
So, I guess I'll just keep running
Going through the motions
Yeah, the car is running
F*ck through the phone
I'm coming down
But I wasn't born 'til the 90's
The water's been poisoned before me
'Cause what keeps me cool now
Syphoned from the poor, here's the rundown
I'm just focused more on my self care
Try to tell myself that I'm not scared
Windows rolled down in the backseat
Mirror don't show me what I've been
Driver's gunned down in the driver's seat
Why the world armed to the damn teeth?
To the damned teeth
Bullets rain down like they're bad seeds
Roll em' all down, roll 'em up trees
If you feel upset by the talking heads
Why not settle down? Go start a fam!
So let's settle down
Ra-ra-ra-rise up now!
Picket fences, pick your crowd
Gullible, I hear you speaking loud
Oh
In a nightmare, in a nightmare
Having so much fun, f*ck if I care
Windows rolled down in the backseat
Mirror don't show what's behind me
If you don't care run a round free
Mirror don't show me what I see
World is burning down w/w/o me
I'm just zoned out like a zombie
Like a zombie
W/w/o me
W/w/o me
Like a zombie
Like a zombie
Aye aye aye aye aye
Swish
Bitch read about it
Been livin' my life scrollin' up n' down timelines
I made peace about it with myself
Everybody wanna help the whole world get better
What about they self?
Who the f*ck they gone help?
Can't even pay they mama rent
Man down
Man down
We read about it and send thoughts n' prayers
Man down
Man down
We see about it
I'll read into it later
Man down
Man down
By now its routine
Another day in the week
Man down
Man down
I ain't lose no sleep, suckas' die everyday b
Don't blame me
I been gettin' to the chilli and I been real quiet about it
My IG read like a recipe
F*ck I'm gone say if the world don't want peace?
More pills, more drinks, more kids, more links
So don't get me started
I'm cold hearted and street smartened
It takes skill just to make it home
I'm not tryna help, I'm not tryna preach
I'm not tryna fix this world
I'm just tryna share the jewels I took from my OG's fam I heard
The motherf*cka' tryna break up a fight
Be the same dude that don't make it home
Ain't none of my business
Lemme get my ass on
I'm grown
W/w/o me
W/w/o me
Like a zombie
Like a zombie
W/w/o me
W/w/o me
Like a zombie
Like a zombie
W/w/o me
W/w/o me
Like a zombie
Like a zombie
W/w/o me
W/w/o me
Like a zombie
Like a zombie