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wombat - black sheep ii lyrics

[intro]
yeah, the soul reaper
yeah

[chorus]
i just suppress the head f+cks, i’ve been too stressed to rest up
i just stay racing around like i ain’t got a doubt where the heck i’ll end up
i just suppress the head f+cks, i’ve been too stressed to rest up
i just stay racing around like i ain’t got a doubt where the heck i’ll end up

[post+chorus]
nah, but i don’t ever think of my future
yeah, feel sick, still sinking a [?]
ah, i just froze, no hope as it ghosted me
so broken emotions are choking mе, i just can’t cope with the potency
nah, but i don’t еver think of my future
yeah, feel sick, still sinking a [?]
ah, i just froze, no hope as it ghosted me
so broken emotions are choking me, i just can’t cope with the potency

[verse]
yeah, it’s the mind of the misfit
fight to resist turns right til i blitzed this
slightly conflicted
yeah life is a b+tch, won’t lie, i’m defying the system
i rely on a cycle that’s vicious
lighting a spliff, try trifle [?] while i spark my decisions
i could try split from my tyres but would i ditch it?
why would i miss it?
i should’ve tried grind to the grit til it might be consistent
ride to the brink while surviving the distance
no lie, we could die in a blink
what’d you think, would your life fly by in an instant?
think i’m likely to flip, getting tired of this sh+t
wanna be by her side but i’m distant
i’ve sticking to minding my business
yeah, but i’ve been struggling to keep up
then i hit another speed bump, hucking on the weed
hopping up another fleet, got me bugging in my sleep
getting stuck, i’m in a dream cuz
running from the police, tell the f+cker he can eat dust
ducking in the streets, growing up i couldn’t be stuff
nothing they could teach us, been beat up by [?]
[?], peace brah
that’s why we’re nothing nice, writing
giving a f+ck is right timing, living it up
as a kid i would listen to pac and hit em up
come try get blindsided
i’m sick of the drugs, my mind’s fried it
hide it, don’t wanna try a psychiatrist
i feel lifeless, stay high all the time on a mission to find my strikers
see? i’m a product of dr. flea, mos def, eminem, yes devlin and [?]
[?] lost in beats
it’s unlocked ’cause we got the keys
you cannot compete, it’s a drop when i’m from the deep
i’ll be on top once i’m on my feet
and cops watching me, i feel washed like i’m lost at sea
the pills knocking to feel like popping heaps
but i’m back from the dead again, rap with a pen and pad
stashed but i better [?] cause you bet against ‘bat
you’ll get smacked in the head and get slapped for the h+ll of it
like you don’t wanna clash me
you don’t wanna battle with the batski
you don’t wanna battle with a black sheep
nah that’s not easy as that seems
soul reaper, i bleed with a pen
been deep in the trenches, we used to roll deep like avengers
i don’t need the attention, i’m just needing the friendship
soul reaper, i bleed with a pen
been deep in the trenches, we used to roll deep like avengers
i’m in need of a friendship, that ain’t even a question
i just
[chorus]
i just suppress the head f+cks, i’ve been too stressed to rest up
i just stay racing around like i ain’t got a doubt where the heck i’ll end up
i just suppress the head f+cks, i’ve been too stressed to rest up
i just stay racing around like i ain’t got a doubt where the heck i’ll end up
black sheep

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