Part 1 - 187
[Verse 1]
Video game fanatic, where killing isn't dramatic
A build up of lactic acid as I run from the mallet
Peeling their cabbage for a couple bucks
Or maybe enjoyment, with no concern
For any family or place of employment
I will admit I used to want to be a thug
And kind of still do, I know it's wrong
For me to think it, but I still do
“Hey, Who told you could repeat
The stuff that you're saying?"
Well I upped the difficulty, and I get to replay it
Now let me clarify, this recreation didn't drive me to it
Looking at this pixelated body like “Yeah I could do it"
Movies glamorize shooters and the life that they chose
But they don't want to show you something
Like J Christ when He rose
I love The Warriors, minimal murder but it showed
A life where, these dudes would pack a knife, yeah
A meeting here, a fight there, who fights fair?
Probably not the man who survives, they try to see
Some contradiction when they look in my eyes
Surprise, throwing a party, celebration to my levitation
I don't like celebrations, I can't keep the guests waiting
Right handed but got left hanging on ledges unseen
If only you could see the twisted times that chime in my dreams
Split the seams and it seems, that I can't do this if I'm clueless
I painted it on the Muriel, and bagged it like Eustace, not a fan
Of the word stupid, but when they stoop it makes my nose flair
Me and my courage, deserted in the Middle of Nowhere
Part 2 - Initiate
[Verse 2]
Initiating phase two, hoping that they don't play you
Better get the right angle, Death from Above, it's Kurt Angle
Got to watch your back, your front, your sides, the sky
The ground and what's invisible
And how you perform could be betrimental but pivotal
But little did you know, there's no time to waste, let's face it
Is there, really ever a winner? The ending of Freddy vs. Jason
Chasing after something you can't capture
You heard of the Rapture, on a tv show where they poked
And joked and croaked and yeah you kind of laughed a
Little bit, but it's nothing, at least you hope that it's nothing
Look at this, sin that you're cuffing, never mind you're in cuffs
And you're huffing and puffing, you're just trying to get into
Something, whatever goes down at a function, you tell
Everybody you're straight but they know that you're bluffing
Busting off at that mouth, all plans are going down South
All drinks on deck, black out, or wake up, get faded pass out
Who backs out? Not this, trill G patient, going through initiation
No concern for the problems you're facing
Feeling like your talent's wasted, or your wasted
Off your drug of choice, doesn't have to be alcohol
Assuming that you're bound to fall
Might as well do it numb, huh? Hit the ground with no feeling
Feeling like you'd be satisfied if you could just past the ceiling
Sealing up any hope of leaving, leaving traces of sorrow
Wanting to fly away, just take a crazy trip on the Morrow
Borrowed ideals from your peers
"That's the wrong thing to do"
You might think that they really support you
But know that they want hang with you
You get it, but you don't want to get it, well you got it
How could someone not center their life on themselves
And their profit, y’all call a prophet
Speak some words you never heard, that I bet ya
Never seen a peasant with a "purple Prada pocket protector"
But see he came for Riff Raff, definition disreputable
I word it until you get it from your toes
Up to your cuticles, it's beautiful
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Ahh now let that ruminate, Christ is the light we illuminate
Transporting our souls to a newer place
Travel that road that fewer take, chewed the bait
But didn't bite down, geniuses just want to fight now
Don't care for the stuff that I write down
Oh wait, never mind, I type now
Establishing, launching, instituting, or pioneering
However you want to word it, I'm asserting the beginning
And the ending, then I end it on a solemn note
Not enough wiz's, I'm asking where did Solomon go?
