Drain Counter

(альбом: Oblivion Access - 2015)

Back when I was fifteen, it seemed Ugly was untouchable
What, they gonna throw me in the juvie for a month or two?
Try me, I still ain't doing nothing that you want me to
Cutting and disrupting every classroom discussion
Cussing out my mom, puffing blunts, getting dusted
Overwhelmed with distrust in everything that I wasn't
Things I know now, I guess I felt 'em back then
Power and control reflect fear among men
The shit that they condemn you can see amongst them
So I never ever ever want to be amongst them
See a landscape littered with the blisters of potential
People letting ghosts govern most of they mental
The opposite adults your folks hoped you'd resemble
Doomed from the get, like a goat in a temple
Hard to not dwell among fear, knowing that the court treat crime so severe
But I'm blowing smoke out the window, being so cavalier
Shitshaking up the bottle when I open the beer
Only obligation is to prosper in my operations
Money motivations, stay gaudy, ostentatious
Ain't even a challenge 'cause the rap game basic
I ain't heard talent since
Face it, it's fact, not assumption
Rap sound like shit, like "ship" with the fronts in
Hate getting lumped in, giant next to munchkins
Catch me on the other side wilding in the dungeon