Witness Vibes

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Time is up kids
Everybody go back to your rooms
You're not allowed to leave
An hour in nine you think it's fine
But you go back home and you're still here
Eighteen years then three more pay us your money for shit you could have learnt at home
Public or private thief or a pirate
All are the same and their dreams to be pilots
If you are flying the plane who acquired it
Bell it would ring and the kids they now flying
The door it just locked cuz it feel like a cell
Get used to the prison before you could tell
Ideas are gas they calling it smells
But can I do this shit like my name Pharell
Miss what should I grow up and sell
She tell him kid you trying to hustle in hell
The PTSD is caused by the bell
And you trying to change too much shit why so swell
Two hundred people think they the same one or two names think they might have a name
The system corrupt and abrupt it's need of some magic in need of a spell
I used to chase the race
Success needed a taste
I lived a life I waste full of copy full of paste
Rat in a maze
Exit in place
I look for the path where's the exit the way try to trace
Public or private thief or a pirate
All are the same and their dreams to be pilots
If you are flying the plane who acquired it
Bell it would ring and the kids they now flying
The door it just locked cuz it feel like a cell
Get used to the prison before you could tell
Ideas are gas they calling it smells
But can I do this shit like my name Pharell
I'm trying to beat
The system achieve
My goals ain't that easy
But I'll try to lead
I'm faking the pain cuz the money back home
The doctor she gave me the pills told me leave
They trying to cultivate us like the creed
They trying to knock us down like they a creed
They want to turn us to sheep
Creeds are the same but we aren't really free
And I will say that
Nothing is true but my shot I will shoot
Otherwise they will chew on the weak and the sad
And they choose who will grad
Success that they measure which dog was the fast
I'm trying to beat it
I try to defeat it
They take all my energy
It's hard to believe it
I go to the cell with a smile tell me leave it
I walk in a room isolation I feel it
Public or private thief or a pirate
All are the same and their dreams to be pilots
If you are flying the plane who acquired it
Bell it would ring and the kids they now flying
The door it just locked cuz it feel like a cell
Get used to the prison before you could tell
Ideas are gas they calling it smells
When someone comes up and says something like I am a god
Everybody says who does he think he is
I just told you who I thought I was
A god
I just told you
That's who I think I am
Would it have been better if I had a song that said I am a nigga
Shake Shake
The pattern ain't fake
All of the sheep want to fly like they drake
Implanted their brains with a chip that ain't break
Stopping the greats like they stepping on brakes
This is the fate of my life
Advocate
Brain that they had it's all fried
Traits that they had it all died
Witness vibes
Sin city life
Sleeping in the morning wake up in the night
They put a ceiling on my mind told reach the skies
West has told me that I'm not living a life
Stay away
Clean this plate carry the tray
Shoot for the stars they block the way
I'm not the man that look over the times
I am the figure no wings told to fly
Imitation is a ladder
Work the top then act all flattered
Should I matter should I chatter
It's all sad cuz it's the latter
Your ways are the past
Our ways are the gas
Seeing the boys that are meek going bad
Calling boys phobic cuz bitches so fat
But calling the same boys out cuz they nut fast
Ladies and gentlemen
That's transphobic
Beat on my meat
You're killing the animals
The f*ck does that mean
Sinning they thinking they winning
Cuz they go to bed sleeping hell of with women
The devil ain't whisper no more but he's clinging
Your mind like a book but you going through skimming
Trim through the blocks
Slide to the opps
Life in a box
Load it up glocks
They think they right but they've broken locks
They think they right but they broken clocks
Witness vibes
Sin city life
Sleeping in the morning wake up in the night
They put a ceiling on my mind told reach the skies
West has told me that I'm not living a life
Stay away
Clean this plate carry the tray
Shoot for the stars they block the way
I'm not the man that look over the times
I am the figure no wings told to fly

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