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DEATH AND ALL THE REST - 4ria (Ft. GULLYSPIT)
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DEATH AND ALL THE REST 4ria (Ft. GULLYSPIT)

DEATH AND ALL THE REST - 4ria (Ft. GULLYSPIT)
[Verse 1: 4ria]
Transcend my sense of self worth, I can't stop and pretend
I don't hear the violent shudders uncovering thrills they condemn
Lost in my mind, I'm coming with rhythms that I still figures a blend
Of every line I summon and the times I've been distant from friends
N-N-Nevertheless, my mind's been fried from this commitment to spend
All of my time, confined by limits spread like wicked incense
V-V-Visions entrenched in vivid suspense
In the еvent that I finish what's next on the agеnda, my mental laments
While coming with sickness, so lyrically dense
I'm seriously bent, spiritually wrecked
It appears that I let many fears make my mental attempt to retreat to a dream
That indeed may appease all my needs with a piece of relief
R-R-Reaping the sudden new peaks of belief on the beat
Peep the parables that I may share in full
Up from my pedestal, but I've been stuck underneath this and feeling too terrible
To sail up this river of tears to the sea
Unavailable to any bitch tryna be someone shareable
Shit ain't for sale, I've been beat and made frail 'till I feel like I've failed all my dreams
Leave a trail of my words to assail you
I lead holy grails of these pills, now I'm pale and a freak
Lived a tale of deceit, I can't stand, leave me be
My feelings have really grown stale from the heat
That bitch took everything I gave for granted
I could run the gamut, but I'm fucking damaged
Try to understand it, but the trust was rancid, love was underhanded
You could crush my heart like I crush the granite when I'm fucking manic
Plan to leave this planet then implode
If you've seen my face then you've seen my panic, fuck being candid with these hoes
Insecticides and pesticides, an OxyContin genocide, on autopilot
Silent, slow and steady suicide, so violent
Death to my defective pride, death to my unkept desires
Death to my perceptive mind from any kind of reckless lie
Death to these collected rhymes, death to dreams I emphasized
Nothing left to be incentivized when death's upon my eyes
Death to being westernized, death to any enterprise
Death to my perceptive mind from each and all your wretched lies
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