From The Shadows

(album: GRIM - 2017)

I've been getting paid doing what you can't
I be smoking hybrid strains any time of day
Aye, you better cop a plane to get me on the stage
But first I need a down payment, need that right away
See, I'm never switching lanes while they hitchhike
I'm just tryna cease the pain, let it leave my eyes
I got my hand up on my blade when the snakes bite
Talk right, walk left, right out my sight
Aye, out my mind, all the time, bitch, you think I'm lying?
Aye, I'm my light, in the dark, always shining bright
I ain't got no time, play my part, find my peace of mind
Piece of me? Knife to your heart, I'm the quiet type
I can spend it all, get it back, 'cause I spend it right
I be off the wall, like some Vans, but they never white
I been through it all, good and bad, just the other side
I know you ain't hard, bitch, you wack, but I see you try

It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough, it's just not enough
It's just not enough

They sleeping on me like a sedative
That mean OmenXIII is the medicine
Some people say that I'm heavensent
Others, they call me the reverend
You flexing but nobody benefits
Not even you, it's so evident
You stressing 'bout all your defecit
I am a little more elegant

I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder
I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder
I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder
I got DROP DEAD on my clothing
My shoulder still feel frozen
At the house and I'm smoking
I really couldn't get colder