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Revolving Doors

 

Revolving Doors

(Album: Subtle Meditation - 2018)


Just paint a mural when I'm gone, rest in peace to my grief
Finally ceased on my beliefs is where I lie and I sleep
Can't see the future, if I could I'd probably cut that shit short
Whole lot of thoughts but yes of course I stayed the course
It's my fault, I'll take the blame, the shame, the pain, the rain
Ain't nothing changed, my brain's deranged
I'm still the same, obsessing stressing 'bout shit I cannot control
Played the role of the pacifist to blend in with the blasphemous
Acting and treaded' ground, a group of devils, well you asked for it
The art of subtle execution, my nigga I've mastered it
Hands down, the illest nigga living admit it
Not talking skills but mental perspective
Whatever, forget it
I wish they would listen
Eternal, that's forever my nigga
The car I drive is newer, horsepower under the hood
My bank account is bigger, ain't it all supposed to be good?
Not when you can't afford a time machine
Reverse the things my eyes have seen
To cleanse my soul and purify my dreams
And clean the thoughts I think

365 days in the year and the world keeps moving on
And on, and on
365 days in the year and the world keeps turning on
And on, and on
365 days in the
And the world keeps
And on, and on, and on, and
365 days in the year and the time keeps going on
And on, and on, and

I'm living a bit more reckless
Making a coupla marks on my checklist
I'm diving deeper by the section
[?] protection
It's safe to say I'm not impressed
With all of this shit that I hear, it's depressing
[?] write a rhyme, then fuck a [?]
Tapping on my shoulder, tryna trap me
Wanna toe the line, you wanna [?] and shine
You got a major grind, you betta take it now
They wanna waste your time, then get the cameras on you
You better go and perform, you needa turn it on
It ain't what you want, it ain't how you get it
Be careful what you ask for, my nigga
This show don't stop, it keep revolving just watch
This world's gon' move on without us whether we like it or not
Might have some pleasant words recited as we lie in a box
But for the most part it's pain, it's stress, it's loss
Hope I find some peace of mind before my final flight takes off

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