Voices

(albüm: The Course Of The Inevitable 3: Pieces Of My Pain - 2023)

I know when it's coming, my body hurts when it rains
Took a significant loss and ain't been the same
Thought that we split through divorce, but I'm still in pain
Thought about turning shit off 'til my children came
Can't let 'em see me feel, I'd be drowning in shame
The stress of being depressed'll drive you insane
Effects in entertainment'll do you the same
Don't know what fuck me up worse, the voodoo or fame
I'm sure I fail every test in the observation
Can't let the sin in me fuck up my obligations
Sent a few niggas to hell was my contemplation
I hear voices, start feeling like time is wasting
Suffered from trauma, the chalice out me is shaken
Gotta snap out of it, victory's mine for taking
Them jealous niggas ice grilling, my nine'll bake 'em
Do anything for the love or the dollar statement

Uh, still hearing voices in my head
Telling me that they'll never let me lay down, you gotta fight instead
Being broke is worse than dead
A bunch of niggas yelling they riding was the first that fled
Either I'm crazy or I'm hearing voices
The winner, the fallen, it's all in the choices
You faking, don't know what the point is
You ain't getting younger, face right there on the corners

Yo, don't fear the reaper, look, ain't no sleep for my kind
Don't trust the preacher, I'm getting weaker with time
From shoes to juggling four keys at a time
Whoever built this road had an evil design
Remorse from surviving those you're leaving behind
Some things you gotta accept, even decline
The truth ain't that far from theory, seeking you find
Too many broke niggas stepping cheapens the wine
Silly to think I'm one figure that won't be 'round
Swore that I lost him, he caught up and broke me down
And claim your boy on my come up, it's only now
And when the numbers ain't coming, a lonely sound
We're on the same track, traveling different speeds
Ain't shook of nothing, shit, he can die if he bleeds
You'd rather stand for something or crown your knees?
Another pack in the wind, new RIPs

Uh, still hearing voices in my head
Telling me that they'll never let me lay down, you gotta fight instead
Being broke is worse than dead
A bunch of niggas yelling they riding was the first that fled
Either I'm crazy or I'm hearing voices
The winner, the fallen, it's all in the choices
You faking, don't know what the point is
You ain't getting younger, face right there on the corners

Guilt is a sadder song, I can't afford to tag along
You ain't even worthy to follow me, left 'em without my hazards on
This is my rapture song, uh, bulletproof jacket's on
Niggas be stuck on bullshit, rumors be magnets for 'em
Rhythm and passion born, life is bigger than rapping songs
Pace yourselves when you travel long in this hangover marathon
Easy to see the road when you pull off, the traffic's gone
I'm going through it, be happy, that's when the classics form
It's time to change again, back full of scars, Arcadians
Thoughts of dark futures, bright as the lab they made me in
Your golden days again, I should be at tellers, Palladiums
Different color currency, pounds down to Canadian
Think I'm addicted to the pain
I lost too much in me, I'll never be the same
Used to betrayal, even compliments are strange
Facing reflections of the monsters we became, dirty game

Uh, still hearing voices in my head
Telling me that they'll never let me lay down, you gotta fight instead
Being broke is worse than dead
A bunch of niggas yelling they riding was the first that fled
Either I'm crazy or I'm hearing voices
The winner, the fallen, it's all in the choices
You faking, don't know what the point is
You ain't getting younger, face right there on the corners