muze sikk – red or blue pill ho ? lyrics
always looking at the gl-ss like it’s half empty
always deify the past can’t look past present
always seeing what is wrong never what’s plenty
always in it for yourself and you act petty
i don’t false or front or fake
i create money giving my all to make dividends walled release i’m juggling all the keys serving a learned masterpiece burn the streets on fire just be
redundant
still stuck on first base i got her coming
looking at the mother f-cking best before we run sh-t
your tryna hold me back but it’s too late we having fun yet ?
talk about my dreams put my everything upon tracks
i been going in like a mf all that
they feel some type of way and all i gotta say is “fall back”
so close i can feel in the air it’s like i solved that
which impedes your spiritual growth
what you need is a deed to your heaven and no
i don’t believe in
reaping before i sow
i’ve know it was a long time coming crows crowing
marking the death of various adversary’s
you blip to a sunken ship that means your gladly buried
and your badly erring
er
maybe my pr-nunciation is a bunch of basic
can your crumbs repair an inner juncture’s parry ?
that which you fear is what’ll get you the berries
that which is seared inside your soul is whatll carry
you to new high heights peaks you never thought there and
i remember the words you said
but i forgot about the reasons why i even cared
give a f-ck about your lip
opinions are like -ssh0l-s
everybody’s got em and their full of sh-t
sometimes the truths too much to bear
literally imma get a rolly
little holy wood
going for the moly moly
you wouldn’t feel comfortable around half the f-ckers i convene with
winners don’t have times for squares
i’ll play the seamstress
tying this sh-t altogether
in awe full weather i still keep a smile on my face
knowing d-mn well that sikk won’t die in this place
whatever it’ll take
whatever the steaks i gotta raise
i’m do it imma make it happen
imma make a hundred million offa making raps
i don’t gotta front a lot of y’all are acting
without a know how as to why
your a show how with no try
your a slow cow in the grind
ended up a macdouble
i’m mf trouble for anyone stuck in bubbles
imma pop the sh-t like my d-ck in her asophogus
and yes my awful spits are what’ll off the head of all the frosted twigs
you get nipped without a second to glance
my dance with the devil is a stark romance
freelance artist gifted with an arctic stance
imma cold mf
a lone wolf bleeding out the heart for the duckets
bad b-tch in the bucket
arm out the window screaming ‘f-ck it’
imma take one of her t-tties and ill cup it
hardest working in my city while i run it
y’all act like you aren’t surrounded by abundance
stuck in media induced comatose head trips
that don’t really make sense when you think about it
this matrix im up about it
we made how much bro ?
wait nah; recount it
and i make a song like this for every that ever doubted
give the world the d-ck or shut up and mount it
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