BRING ON THE REST

Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm off of my meds, I don't care anymore Too tired of feelin' tied up, bitch, I'm done Off my meds, and I can feel to my core Too tired of feelin' fed up, I move on Nobody told me feelin' numb still pains Ache in my body, that pain make me feel sane Ache in my mind and suddenly I need change In this deep-rooted cycle I've been stuck in, what a shame I've been running from my true self as a kid Fretting over shit that I never even did Fear of being someone that I'm not Prophesied that I turn into someone who ain't got An idea of intention that's put behind steps Praying to the Lord, asking, "Why you give me breath?" What's the point of giving life to a boy been pressed? Blind to the water, blessed, bothered to define less I guess it's all been a faith test I guess it's all been a straight debt I get involved with a fake mess And it's my thoughts that'll call next Round the corner, gun shots and never-endin' stress Straight death out of tombs, and relentless seething pests Powder snorted through the sinus, marijuana chest And it's all coming for us, fuck it, bring on the rest Bring on the rest Bring on the rest I can take it all, even when I face death Broke bones, bagged bodies, but I'll still be my best, bitch Yeah, bring on the rest Yeah, bring on the rest I can take it all, even when I face death What's next? Give me hell, but I still ain't impressed, bitch Yeah, I've been bleeding from my subconscious for days on end And needing what is obnoxious to change my wind My feet tied down to this ground, I pray But if my dreams stay above, how I'm supposed to win? I can sense all this unborn hatred inside For the lack of decisiveness on my side Switch spots, and my views, abused, I been tried In attempts that I find myself on riptides And what's a choice if it's made by the voice of them? What's a choice, by the end, only feel condemned? Ain't about the fucking upshot but sole intent So if I ever take a step, I won't fear the rest Bring on the rest Bring on the rest I can take it all, even when I face death Broke bones, bagged bodies, but I'll still be my best, bitch Yeah, bring on the rest Yeah, bring on the rest I can take it all, even when I face death What's next? Give me hell, but I still ain't impressed, bitch I set the bar so high, you ain't even fuckin' see it Planted seeds in the sand, from this bedroom I been seated Tripled 25 bands, and my music never pleaded For attention in the stands, fuck your hand, I never need it Gotta remind myself This track record flawless Gotta get past myself See, I'm way too cautious Gotta put on myself I ain't wanna owe shit Set my rules, set my time Means I gotta load the clip Bring on the rest Bring on the rest I can take it all, even when I face death Broke bones, bagged bodies, but I'll still be my best, bitch Yeah, bring on the rest Yeah, bring on the rest I can take it all, even when I face death What's next? Give me hell, but I still ain't impressed, bitch Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh Whoa, whoa, whoa, oh