QV & T.Y the Truth - Inn3r Voices (feat. Matt Giordano) Lyrics

You a phony man all baloney
Richie rich go Easter Sunday
Pink and red can't choose the color
Shut up bitch I want your number
Fine it's a versatile time
Where they can sing and I can rhyme
To be starting off a line
About the hunger in the night
Stop lurking man I'll kill em' all
Stop tweeting man I'll mention all
Don't talk to me when I'm off the wall
Lost my mind a bit
Now I'm back
On call
This a sonic bop mother-f*cker
Take a lift bone crusher
Speeding get up out the way
And I could give a damn about what they f*cking saying
I could careless it ain't affect my day
Not in the slightest
Now watch me get paid
Ha f*cking ha watch it get made
You can't touch this game
F*ck it we paid
Got so much on my mind
I got thoughts all racing
What's the next move?
Got me pacing these mazes
Who the f*ck am I?
But who the f*ck are you?
I guess everybody wouldn't know who's who
All my own thoughts
Have finally run thin
Tonight I'm running so who do I let in?
All the roads coming all the roads coming
Dead end road
Don't strike a pose
You look possessed satanic flows
We burn it up on the 4th
All independent and we shining
Call up Matt for crystal chops
And Vincent for consignments
If we talking inner voices
Might have to mention Brian
You know that dude you hate so much?
But don't got a reason?
Time to go on strike
And collect more payments
This a vision for the future
Where the weak minded die
And they question T.y
But I told y'all this our time
You just mad about the shine
I see you lurking through my stories
Saying my shits alright?
But what you gotta show me?
Basic ass hating ass
I'll keep that same energy
All the roads lead to you
Block em off
No way to move
Got so much on my mind
I got thoughts all racing
What's the next move?
Got me pacing these mazes
Who the f*ck am I?
But who the f*ck are you?
I guess everybody wouldn't know who's who
All my own thoughts
Have finally run thin
Tonight I'm running so who do I let in?
All the roads coming all the roads coming