Part I
[Instrumental]
Part II
[Hook]
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, numb to the world
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, numb to the world
[Verse 1]
I got soaked through the rainiest days
They made me this way
Should have left the streets but it paid me to stay
The path that I walked on was paving my pain
So I stayed and laid bricks for the opposite lanes
If you ain't rich you don't play about that gwop
I view the city like the section of a swamp
A lot of shit grows but nothing that you want
A lot of shit gross and that's just being blunt
Bitches acting foul and bitches wanna stunt
But nothing ever change until you willing to confront
Crooked cop, crooked cop, yeah, I see him to
Every person has autonomy, we ain't got a clue
I know it sound hazy when I twist that J
That Richtown way these dummies catch a six ground fade
And yeah I know them hunnies got them big round things
But, really, I don't give a fuck about that blahzay blahzay
I play the resurrector like the tribe cassette
'Cause your third eye is just a fucking hole in your head
I play the resurrector like the tribe cassette
'Cause your third eye is just a fucking hole in your head
[Instrumental]
Part II
[Hook]
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, numb to the world
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world
Numb, numb to the world, baby
Numb to the world, numb to the world
[Verse 1]
I got soaked through the rainiest days
They made me this way
Should have left the streets but it paid me to stay
The path that I walked on was paving my pain
So I stayed and laid bricks for the opposite lanes
If you ain't rich you don't play about that gwop
I view the city like the section of a swamp
A lot of shit grows but nothing that you want
A lot of shit gross and that's just being blunt
Bitches acting foul and bitches wanna stunt
But nothing ever change until you willing to confront
Crooked cop, crooked cop, yeah, I see him to
Every person has autonomy, we ain't got a clue
I know it sound hazy when I twist that J
That Richtown way these dummies catch a six ground fade
And yeah I know them hunnies got them big round things
But, really, I don't give a fuck about that blahzay blahzay
I play the resurrector like the tribe cassette
'Cause your third eye is just a fucking hole in your head
I play the resurrector like the tribe cassette
'Cause your third eye is just a fucking hole in your head
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