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Sihle Ntlokwana
Sihle Ntlokwana
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Paballo Gwabe
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KEVINKLOUT
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Yeah, I think my spirit is entangled with a strangled argument Now what I am is like a statue, a unique monument Just wait until you realize the way I utilize The real eyes realize real lies see with my human eyes The pen and paper, obliterated, technology dehumanized The human perspective in danger my dawg, that's you and I I've got a bone to pick with humans See you're my dog and you will always be with me like it's adventure time Life's 'bout a walking shadow, a poor player that struts And frets his honor upon the stage and then is heard no more I keep my head up in the clouds like I am Tony Stark Then shoot a three pointer for glory huh, like it's basketball Stars hide your fires, let not light see my dark and deep desires G.H the Halloween slasher, Michael Mayers, yeah So yeah I might as let it off Dreams beyond NASSA, RIP TakeOff I don't know where I'm going, might as well go away I need some time alone yeah, I need some time away When people offer help all I say is throw away Fake this and that facades applied and we start playing games As if we've got casinos and arcades Key to success but we've got them barricades on our gates Liquor shops, I went inside and then I bought the whole case Youthful, looking like a nigga got a baby face Look, no lean muscle, I've got stretch marks on my pockets I don't got to flex for them to know I'm making profits If would make it out the hood, then I'd just feel acknowledged For all the time worked to nail, and I just need it polished Probably getting ahead of myself, sometimes Cause sometime a while ago, i really got to rock bottom Now as it seemed i couldn't get a hold of myself like a broken line So i relied on these rhymes to get me in check, like cheque please! Hanging with whack dawgs is one of my pet peeves Maybe i put a lot on my chest and i can't breathe So i summon every syllable, critical mind benders to supplement my disease of thought Somebody told me i should follow my heart But if I did then I'd be lost in my feelings Conflicted probably wouldn't know where to start Cause if i ever find the light i might be closer to darkness And there you will finally decide to define what is mine(d) What is golden, retrieved from the depth of your soul and you burn with ambition You're barley controlled by the same kind of decisions That put a lot folks in the coldest of coldest conditions The coefficient of doubt in the mind Is an expression of foul believe in your powers It's either making it BIG! Or living life as a coward who cowers in fear of living his life for his dream Even if it's a nightmare Way ahead of my time, they should call me buzzlight, yeah
Writer(s): Sihle Ntlokwana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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