The problems that you face, not always easily determined Need to read it for yourself before the reading of your sermon Watch the sky fall! Fucking traffic route's delayed It's an eyesore Go and catch it; choose your lane (x2)
[Verse 1: Koncept] See, they been hassling you Them blue suits had you shackled and bruised I'm happy like used New shoes tracking my moves And after I choose my wrath Every rapper will lose I last laugh cause fast I'm scrapping 'em, too You hurt, murder yourself Your words burning for help If seen in first person, be the first person to tell Why isn't merch selling? Cause self is selling itself Sometime, my first verse will be the first verse that you felt As Earth's burning in Hell The same place that your son was born in 11:13, the train leaves, I been running for it Mother had the daughter leave the son-in-law Love is torn Can't sew a button on I'm depressing when there's someone gone Hanging from a cliff and the rope is stone cold With no coat and so broke, stuck in this chokehold And soap don't wash your hands when most of your soul's sold The low blow's me and your girl up in your own home
[Chorus: Koncept] The problems that you face, not always easily determined Need to read it for yourself before the reading of your sermon Watch the sky fall! Fucking traffic route's delayed It's an eyesore Go and catch it; choose your lane
The problems that you face, not always easily determined Need to read it for yourself before the reading of your sermon Watch the sky fall! Fucking traffic route's delayed It's an eyesore Go and catch it; choose your lane
[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9] Dealing with industry drama The soul of my dead enemies sending me karma While I'm trying to get around life's obstacles I hop over my party; I rock and roll Like Jimi Hendrix is sitting, writing my dreams Playing the guitar in the key of life to my theme Confetti and streamers Follow me as I pedal my Beamer Life is a party; I'm selling my soul When I'm losing, I'm losing When I'm winning, I'm losing Too many that are burning in Hell have been in my shoes and Choosing success over life to enfuse 'em Struggling's a intrusion, the confusion I bend rules and The law's looking like a horseshoe Wife divorce you Now the high life support you I didn't know what I was serving to myself Myself turned out to be the biggest hurdle in itself
[Chorus: Koncept] The problems that you face, not always easily determined Need to read it for yourself before the reading of your sermon Watch the sky fall! Fucking traffic route's delayed It's an eyesore Go and catch it; choose your lane
The problems that you face, not always easily determined Need to read it for yourself before the reading of your sermon Watch the sky fall! Fucking traffic route's delayed It's an eyesore Go and catch it; choose your lane