Verse One
I've been
Suicidal a political activist with a active list of people i'll go after with active fists
Or put a pen in my hand
It's like i'm holding a pistol loaded with homing missiles explode you to bone and gristle
I got a sickness believe me it never leaves me
My issues are grounded deep rooted and founded in friction of non fiction while
The up and downs of life move faster than hot pistons when the fuel injection kicks in
Went from victor to victim and came to grips with this
fight everyday i push away like sisyphus
A fucking uphill battle Believe me
I'm a black shadow a raven a maven a plague in a city sick
overflowing the bloody shores of the river Styx
In midst of a personal crisis
so indecisive
Still can't grasp which version of christ is most
Appropriate to fight with or leave lifeless
Verse Two
Like i was looking for trouble
pills booze knife in the duffel
Poster of Jesus it don't seem that subtle-The scene is grandmama cena's with a black
and white zenith reruns of reruns police watching me run flight footed the night's
wooded
He's stunned
The death of reason the smokey breath of the season Freezing i was seizing up
my focus broken Left out in the open A token silhouette
Doing drunk pirouettes In some hospital gear
a pair of wet socks half cocked with my opticals smear
I could cop a career off that debauchery there
But the option care disappeared the second i persevered
rear my head to the world
I finally read Husserl, Heidegger the dagger that badger Damocles
This aint swimming with sharks
Your just manatees
I tried killing myself you couldn't damage me
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This entire project I consider a masterpiece on par with Madvillainy. This only edges out for top spot because I don't ever skip a single track! Amazing collab with two cats who have a solid chemistry and dynamic that works magically. danksfavorites