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Therapy Music
(专辑: Vinyl Days - 2022)
[Russ:] Yeah My anxiety was taking over (Yeah) Remove the
devil and my faith gon' feel it slide like it's Amendola (Come on) I
finally made it to the
field of my dreams And I
let ghost play around in my head like I'm Ray Liotta (Damn) A
Yankee owner, I
got stripes in this game Hot headed but got ice my veins, arriving by plane G4 to be exact, rewards and beats and raps Three whores before forty-three, more are being cracked (Facts) That was the
life that I
was leading back before I
went to therapy And we unpacked, I
wasn't really needing that I
was needing validation, which, I
agree is whack Mad at my therapist like, "Bitch, I
agree with that" (Haha) Here's the
kicker though, my therapist is me (Facts) Complaining 'bout my problems, how American of me? There's a
scarcity of free thinkers (Yeah) It's all group thoughts (Sheep) That's what they think (Yeah) That's not what you thought (Psst) Before you saw the
popular vote You scared that the
world'll leave you if you rocking the
boat So you don't (Pussy) All aboard, now you safe in here but you don't even recognize your own face in here, fuck it (Fuck it) Independent with a
major budget (Uh-huh) You ain't mad at me, you mad your lady love it, we should change the
subject (Uh-huh) I
sway the
public like I'm rapping on the
radio Long hair and looking like I'm supposed to be on Game of Thrones, HBO But every time I
talk, it makes the
news like The
Daily Show I'm wavy so, of course you wanna cruise, I
call it Katie Holmes All my dreams are coming true, that's something I
innately know Labels feeding artists soul diets like paleo Meanwhile I'm feeding myself Had a
nightmare last night that I
was sleep with myself, yeah, yeah Oh God [Logic:] I
keep my ego in check, just me and this instrumental pumping through this cassette deck Money don't represent my rank Yeah, Logic rose from jack but even the
Titanic sank I
seen cats with egos bigger than cruise ships lose it Gain power and abuse it Same to take my kindness for weakness and confuse it Same type don't know I
stay with a
gat and know how to use it Used to be addicted to likes by the
likes of people I
ain't even liked Anxiety, reading comments ain't have me reading right Trapped in the
Matrix, Black Neo, back to the
basics Now everything I
do is off the
grid, they just can' trace it Face it, I
used to love rap, now all I
love is my family, fuck the
fake shit Only engulfed in darkness, can you see the
light like common sense? But to my defense, that way of thinking past tense Life's a
bitch and shit can get screwed like when you camping, that's fucking in tents On tour the
fans screaming the
West like craving You know I
deal with shit that'll make the
average man's chest cave in On the
scene daily, this just in, word to Hailey I
write about the
world around me like a
journalist It's funny how people that don't listen to me concerned with this It's 'cause they have to be, these motherfuckers weaker than muscle atrophy This life feels like a
simulation, man, it has to be Walked through the
world, the
whole shit is just one giant catastrophe Speak on mental health, the
people laughed at me, that's why I
tapped out Retired 'cause I
felt rapped out Feel like people more connected with shit that's not what rap's about, so I
mapped out Just me and my fam, I
don't give a
damn Living day to day, just like the
normal man I
am Bringing it back to the
reason I
began it from the
start Spilling syllables at will at the
open mic, after dark Hanging with cats that stay with the
iron like they Tony Stark We recognize when the
phonies talk, why? Real G's fly in silence like gnats, G7 raps Retired now I'm back, I
relapsed, we bringing that heat back Like July, that real shit, no two-ply Bitches I've been plotting and planning, fuck whatever they been demanding I
grab the
cannon, and ran in the
lyrical phantom, jumping out the
plane tandem Flow so effortless it seems like it happens at random My greed expand bigger, I
Bruce Banner 'em I
hit you with the
buckshot then the
Chapelle slug Hustle music like some of my brothers still hustle drugs I'm the
unsung, did it for money, made the
money, now I
do it for fun Music will forever be a
part of me I
do this from the
heart, from the
circumflex artery My bank account is seven digits like I
won the
lottery But that don't navigate the
way I
shape the
game like pottery So hold up, grab the
gat, reload, the
Rattpack be my soldiers Yeah, I'm older but I
be wiser Fucking around, now open your eyes up Now these haters claim I
fell from grace a
couple years back Still at the
top, where I
been at Eight miles from the
surface of Earth, feeling infinite Don't gotta get into that Who's the
illest on a
track? Rewind it now and listen back Wanna know who the
best is? I
give you forty-four guesses It doesn't matter and it never did, it never does, it never will That's why I
retired, it's impossible to fulfill Just a
hamster wheel, full of cats that never sit still On it, for real (Woo, crazy!)
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