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LYRICS
I was told that time is precious, and something that 1 should treasure /
But Possession of its essence is something I couldn’t measure /
Wore it as a neckless live flav, but fiend for something fresher /
An obsession with the lessons of life, that suits me better
A life, of stormy weather, had to weather storm /
Pushed through strife and tribulations to improve on my form /
I saw it all as the norm, from my nights fighting my demons /
To strippers, models & fake tits, sliding in my dm’s /
They all want me see em’ greet em’ & let the dick beat em’ /
No matter the season, meanwhile I’m just tryna find my being /
My reason, my meaning, I’m meaning I’m tryna do some seeing /
Cause these sights I'm seeing ain’t worth the sightseeing / I feel like fleeing /
Intoxicated these days more than I’ve ever been /
It’s settled into the point, the shits no longer medicine /
Weight down to my skeleton, the doctors say athletic specimen /
Yet inside I’m feeling the worse than I’ve ever been /
Brian fried like venison, air bound, a zeppelin /
You never been through it, you fail to get what I’m referring /
So many leftover pills, looks like I’m peddling /
Quit taking prescriptions, saw them shits as impediment /
Became a lab rat to try and hide behind the facts /
But fuck that, now I’m grown, there ain’t no hiding that /
Prefer behind the tracks, and there ain’t no denying that /
But life without a stage at all is something I ain’t eyeing at /
I’m been trying build me a life to find a wife /
Kids riding their trikes in the front without a fright /
In a business where aint nobody wanting to pay you right /
Should I con-tinue to fight or throw the towel in tonight like /
“Fuck the world” I’ll scream it out like Pac /
Stared down a loaded barrel already and didn’t get shot /
I’ve had that steel blade pressed to my throat more than a few times /
witnessed more than a few crimes, still choose to do mine /
Now I help others move rhymes and scriptures /
They paint a lyrical picture get subjected to the stricture /
From critics who seek real quick ta, dismiss it all in a flicker /
Yet wonder why all creatives be losing their passion quicker?! / Go figure
I’ve done sacrificed my life for this art /
No sleeves, I used my bare hands to carry my heart /
And did it right from the start, Studied the charts /
Of before I became apart, just tryna apply some smarts /
Before I begin throwing darts, works of art /
Sitting in your shopping cart, on iTunes, cause my tunes should go like karts / right?
I was just playing my part /
Til me just playing my part is what had us breaking apart / I’m saying,
For most artists nowadays it isn’t even worth it /
Quicker you get it, the harder that it seems to earth it /
Like what’s the purpose of putting in on these verses /
When all it does is just service alike, and not a purchase /
It’s just, feels like we're stuck up in a circus /
some animals up display, worthless, tryna know what the world is /
This whirlwind of emotions I keep on hurling,
get caught up swirling every time I try to unfurl them /
They be claiming we see the world, that what tours about /
Yeah?, flight, cab, show, cab, sleep, cab, then out /
On to another one, on to some other funds /
Fast food twice a day, that’s why my stomachs done /
Trolls be up all online hitting that sucka punch /
And hoe’s still be wanting that grind, this game is troublesome /
Having to compete when these rappers be spitting bubblegum /
They mumble some, that's where half of this trouble be coming from /
Standards been lowered to bottom of barrel, just need a swig /
And a stick of cancer-causing chemicals to feel a gig /
This shit is rigged you must be blind if you can see the jig /
Trying feeding them water, watch it slip all through your fingertips /
Can’t get to grips with it, been blinded like an eclipse /
And women won’t shake their hips, unless we be throwing tips /
Seek ballers on Vegas strips, just tryna stack up their chips /
Better watch out for them Tricks, drips and cliques like crips / just saying,
Best be careful what you pray on fam /
Cause if you get it, that shit can weight more than kilograms /
The pressures from shamiest scams of the glam,
Is it worth your mental freedom when you feel stuck in a can? /
What’s your sanity worth?!
I’m asking what’s your sanity worth?
What’s your sanity worth?!
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LYRICS
I was told that time is precious, and something that 1 should treasure /
But Possession of its essence is something I couldn’t measure /
Wore it as a neckless live flav, but fiend for something fresher /
An obsession with the lessons of life, that suits me better
A life, of stormy weather, had to weather storm /
Pushed through strife and tribulations to improve on my form /
I saw it all as the norm, from my nights fighting my demons /
To strippers, models & fake tits, sliding in my dm’s /
They all want me see em’ greet em’ & let the dick beat em’ /
No matter the season, meanwhile I’m just tryna find my being /
My reason, my meaning, I’m meaning I’m tryna do some seeing /
Cause these sights I'm seeing ain’t worth the sightseeing / I feel like fleeing /
Intoxicated these days more than I’ve ever been /
It’s settled into the point, the shits no longer medicine /
Weight down to my skeleton, the doctors say athletic specimen /
Yet inside I’m feeling the worse than I’ve ever been /
Brian fried like venison, air bound, a zeppelin /
You never been through it, you fail to get what I’m referring /
So many leftover pills, looks like I’m peddling /
Quit taking prescriptions, saw them shits as impediment /
Became a lab rat to try and hide behind the facts /
But fuck that, now I’m grown, there ain’t no hiding that /
Prefer behind the tracks, and there ain’t no denying that /
But life without a stage at all is something I ain’t eyeing at /
I’m been trying build me a life to find a wife /
Kids riding their trikes in the front without a fright /
In a business where aint nobody wanting to pay you right /
Should I con-tinue to fight or throw the towel in tonight like /
“Fuck the world” I’ll scream it out like Pac /
Stared down a loaded barrel already and didn’t get shot /
I’ve had that steel blade pressed to my throat more than a few times /
witnessed more than a few crimes, still choose to do mine /
Now I help others move rhymes and scriptures /
They paint a lyrical picture get subjected to the stricture /
From critics who seek real quick ta, dismiss it all in a flicker /
Yet wonder why all creatives be losing their passion quicker?! / Go figure
I’ve done sacrificed my life for this art /
No sleeves, I used my bare hands to carry my heart /
And did it right from the start, Studied the charts /
Of before I became apart, just tryna apply some smarts /
Before I begin throwing darts, works of art /
Sitting in your shopping cart, on iTunes, cause my tunes should go like karts / right?
I was just playing my part /
Til me just playing my part is what had us breaking apart / I’m saying,
For most artists nowadays it isn’t even worth it /
Quicker you get it, the harder that it seems to earth it /
Like what’s the purpose of putting in on these verses /
When all it does is just service alike, and not a purchase /
It’s just, feels like we're stuck up in a circus /
some animals up display, worthless, tryna know what the world is /
This whirlwind of emotions I keep on hurling,
get caught up swirling every time I try to unfurl them /
They be claiming we see the world, that what tours about /
Yeah?, flight, cab, show, cab, sleep, cab, then out /
On to another one, on to some other funds /
Fast food twice a day, that’s why my stomachs done /
Trolls be up all online hitting that sucka punch /
And hoe’s still be wanting that grind, this game is troublesome /
Having to compete when these rappers be spitting bubblegum /
They mumble some, that's where half of this trouble be coming from /
Standards been lowered to bottom of barrel, just need a swig /
And a stick of cancer-causing chemicals to feel a gig /
This shit is rigged you must be blind if you can see the jig /
Trying feeding them water, watch it slip all through your fingertips /
Can’t get to grips with it, been blinded like an eclipse /
And women won’t shake their hips, unless we be throwing tips /
Seek ballers on Vegas strips, just tryna stack up their chips /
Better watch out for them Tricks, drips and cliques like crips / just saying,
Best be careful what you pray on fam /
Cause if you get it, that shit can weight more than kilograms /
The pressures from shamiest scams of the glam,
Is it worth your mental freedom when you feel stuck in a can? /
What’s your sanity worth?!
I’m asking what’s your sanity worth?
What’s your sanity worth?!
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