Morpheus

Those who are indifferent do not see others They are nothing for others and are unconcerned With what might happen to them They are surrounded by a great emptiness Filled by in fact They're devoid of all hope as well as imagination In other words, they are devoid of a future Where do we fear death at the end Okay A stay slanderous, vacate Nazareth I just came back nigga thank Saint Lazarus God flow make a nigga pray we can't catch him And this crazy land active 'til the day change African 8th gate shattering, they can't challenge you Pouring champagne on your grave brain cannabis To mix with your remains, smoking A-grade pack of 'em Niggas played games 'til the game came after 'em Ha, but now jig is so up I'm here to take the system over, I'm into solar Might hit your bitch and hit the doja, I spit from Hova I hit the strip and switch the tone up, and switch the flow up Like, what are the options Running, be covered in blood from your nostrils Niggas be talking, they're ducking and dodging Bitch, I ain't fucking with none of the nonsense Bro I don't know are you summoning hoe I'm a son of a bitch, I'm a cussing conflict Stuck in the mud, I ain't running from nothing Run up on me, you get thrown in the garbage? Yeah Least I know my place, card is black skin We might all die based on the factions Feel like y'all might think I'm the bad guy I might just raise hell 'pon the mandem Least I know my fate, God is black skin We might all die based on the factions We might all die based on the action When you gone people like to have you When you wrong, people like to cancel When you wrong, when you See the light people like to damn you See the light people like to damn you Ayo, so I don't give a fuck about your motherfucking judgement at all These niggas hoes be rolling smoke like a hundred cigars It's nothing at all, this tunnel vision come with them scars But fuck it, we still gotta eat cause all my brothers been starving Come and get sharpened, someone said it's one in the morning I've been standing in the gutter, couple suns and before then Running through storms and jungles filled with thunders that roar And rumbles the floor, so tell me what the fuck is the point Of being goody two, all my bitches bad as my attitude Passables, all of my niggas promised to act a fool Smacked a few, who had a few raps 'til they black and blue Catch a crew lacking, it's tragic the way we had to do them When I die, fuck it, I want to go to Las Vegas City of sin, henny, and gin tried to all save us Many who end, plenty begin drown it all to satan Least I know my place, card is black skin We might all die based on the factions Feel like y'all might think I'm the bad guy I might just raise hell 'pon the mandem Least I know my place, on the map when We might all die based on what's happening Least I own my fate, y'all are mad men Nothing to lose, nothing to prove, my nigga Something to do, something to do, my nigga Find me a prophet or four, my nigga Might be a monster, what are you, my nigga Find me a prophet or four, my nigga Might, might, might, might be Might be a monster, what are you, my nigga