[Intro: Fight Club sample]
For six months I couldn't sleep
With insomnia nothing's real
Everything's far away
Everything's a copy of a copy of a copy
No, you can't die from insomnia
I nod off, I wake up in strange places
I have no idea how I got there
You need to lighten up
Can you please just give me something?
No! You need healthy, natural sleep
[Chorus]
I pray God is watching over ya
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
My eyes heavy but they will never shut
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
You beg for forgiveness but I don't give a fuck
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
When I'm this high death is beautiful
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
[Verse]
I had a dream that I was flying on a hundred dollar bill
Folded into a paper plane and yelling sleep is for poor people
Cutting myself to get a hold of my physical
After suffering in dreams that I pray will never come true
I am not you, never been a right angle, I am obtuse
And not acute, in your blood I will bathe you
Ever smoke until your own mind betrays you? (Yes!)
Or keep feeding your own demon until it slays you? (Yes!)
I hear a lot of screams, there are lot of light beams
Unalike beings that are pushing me to do mean things inside of my night dreams
Since my dark teens I pushed smart sixteens
And rushed darts of heroin inside of my heart and art veins
I’m a charlatan, pull apart body parts, startling
Place them into far parks and wooden carts
That are often painted lime green
Unholy, my goal is to kill a goalie on a soccer team
I’d sock Socrates, only KRS blesses my philosophies
Pardon me I’m lost, stations of the cross bring out the god in me
I strangled the liquor store clerk at age 9 because he carded me
I smoke prehistoric ferns that I mix with earthworms
And worse germs with an epidermis that could tax a taxidermist on sherm
I’m a jerk that’ll purchase a white van just to lurk
The most popular form of transportation us serial killers use for our work
I’m out this world pursuing
I’m interplanetary so don’t even bother asking me what on Earth it is that I’m doing
I’m a gorilla, it gets no iller when I scribble riddles
When my mind is filled up with liquor like the liver of Val Kilmer
In the midst from the bitter that's twisted in a ripped up Swisher
Skin go paler than Gomez and Mortitia inside of a sepia or black and white picture
I’m so high I answer myself when I’m talking
Don’t know how I got in this booth, I must’ve been sleep walking
Insomniac fight club Ed Norton
Only what I'm smoking or snorting becomes important
When recording I wanna kill mankind with my penmanship
Shaitan want me to sign on the dotted line like a child with a permission slip
Have me hobbling around with arms and legs inside a proper splint
You been trash so long that it is borderline an accomplishment
Listen to an ex-con vent in a convent
You’re like Larry Nassar tryna touch my content without consent
I’m godsent, like a negative pregnancy test and then sinnin’
Not kiddin’, get it? Going through more winning periods than Lebron and Jordan both been in
Depression setting in, sleepless, I’m all in my feelings
Got anybody that want war tryna Kiss and make up like they’re Gene Simmons
Ethiopian smoking I can barely breathe
How can I wake up from a nightmare when I can’ t sleep? (It's crazy!)
For six months I couldn't sleep
With insomnia nothing's real
Everything's far away
Everything's a copy of a copy of a copy
No, you can't die from insomnia
I nod off, I wake up in strange places
I have no idea how I got there
You need to lighten up
Can you please just give me something?
No! You need healthy, natural sleep
[Chorus]
I pray God is watching over ya
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
My eyes heavy but they will never shut
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
You beg for forgiveness but I don't give a fuck
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
When I'm this high death is beautiful
(When I'm smoking that Ethiopia)
[Verse]
I had a dream that I was flying on a hundred dollar bill
Folded into a paper plane and yelling sleep is for poor people
Cutting myself to get a hold of my physical
After suffering in dreams that I pray will never come true
I am not you, never been a right angle, I am obtuse
And not acute, in your blood I will bathe you
Ever smoke until your own mind betrays you? (Yes!)
Or keep feeding your own demon until it slays you? (Yes!)
I hear a lot of screams, there are lot of light beams
Unalike beings that are pushing me to do mean things inside of my night dreams
Since my dark teens I pushed smart sixteens
And rushed darts of heroin inside of my heart and art veins
I’m a charlatan, pull apart body parts, startling
Place them into far parks and wooden carts
That are often painted lime green
Unholy, my goal is to kill a goalie on a soccer team
I’d sock Socrates, only KRS blesses my philosophies
Pardon me I’m lost, stations of the cross bring out the god in me
I strangled the liquor store clerk at age 9 because he carded me
I smoke prehistoric ferns that I mix with earthworms
And worse germs with an epidermis that could tax a taxidermist on sherm
I’m a jerk that’ll purchase a white van just to lurk
The most popular form of transportation us serial killers use for our work
I’m out this world pursuing
I’m interplanetary so don’t even bother asking me what on Earth it is that I’m doing
I’m a gorilla, it gets no iller when I scribble riddles
When my mind is filled up with liquor like the liver of Val Kilmer
In the midst from the bitter that's twisted in a ripped up Swisher
Skin go paler than Gomez and Mortitia inside of a sepia or black and white picture
I’m so high I answer myself when I’m talking
Don’t know how I got in this booth, I must’ve been sleep walking
Insomniac fight club Ed Norton
Only what I'm smoking or snorting becomes important
When recording I wanna kill mankind with my penmanship
Shaitan want me to sign on the dotted line like a child with a permission slip
Have me hobbling around with arms and legs inside a proper splint
You been trash so long that it is borderline an accomplishment
Listen to an ex-con vent in a convent
You’re like Larry Nassar tryna touch my content without consent
I’m godsent, like a negative pregnancy test and then sinnin’
Not kiddin’, get it? Going through more winning periods than Lebron and Jordan both been in
Depression setting in, sleepless, I’m all in my feelings
Got anybody that want war tryna Kiss and make up like they’re Gene Simmons
Ethiopian smoking I can barely breathe
How can I wake up from a nightmare when I can’ t sleep? (It's crazy!)
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