Deja Vu

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Convict of time
There's a worse place than prison in your mind
Perks of the Percocet feels good to be dying
Slow-motion in a cup; slow sipping cyanide
Near-death experience to feel so divine
Opiates are a must to deal with mankind
Something to interrupt when we're feeling confined
In a city of no trust; the lifestyle defined
A heroine like heroin to get me refined

Caught in a haze 
between daze and distraction 
Is it today or tomorrow 
No recollection of what happened
Not even a fraction 
Double-stacked cups 
Spilling all over the mattress
Fading into the blackness
The darkness the heartless
Can't remember just how it started
Tearing my liver apart.
Feeling like an Anarchist
Never departing from my harvest 
I just hope I don't choke
Something I can't control
Unless I go for broke

Then my body starts to shake 
in the wake of disaster
Yang duct tapes Yin 
In attempts of a massacre
I can't cope can't forget
My emotions drive me crazy
Am I awake or in my head
Please Lord come down and save me
I'm too lazy 
To bitch and moan on the daily
Rather be bickin back being bool 
Than being brazy
Can you relate 
I mean shit
You're the motherfucker that made me
Do you love me or hate me
Either way just sedate me
F*ck this I'm tired of waiting.

Convict of time
There's a worse place than prison in your mind
Perks of the Percocet feels good to be dying
Slow-motion in a cup; slow sipping cyanide
Near-death experience to feel so divine
Opiates are a must to deal with mankind
Something to interrupt when we're feeling confined
In a city of no trust; the lifestyle defined
A heroine like heroin to get me refined

Searching for some way 
Out of this situation
Complaining like a patient 
Fill up this syrup 
before I lose my patience
It's no longer entertainment
We have an engagment
An arrangement of confrontation
With a beverage as its placement
Or hand me handlebars
I'll take it as a replacement
So I can pop them in the car 
When they stop me for something basic
I'm just following my dreams
So why these hoes steady hating
While they're saying they're chasing that green
But still looking weak

Kuz nobody sees
In the city what I see 
Sipping on that purple
Slurpping on this pink
Hustle in your heart
Always swanging on the scene
And if a pussy wanna bark
Then we blame it on the lean
A system full of victims
And we're all half asleep
It's more surreal 
Than an unreal dream
Open your eyes and think
Don't be blind and believe
Kuz freedom only lies 
at the bottom of your drink

Convict of time
There's a worse place than prison in your mind
Perks of the Percocet feels good to be dying
Slow-motion in a cup; slow sipping cyanide
Near-death experience to feel so divine
Opiates are a must to deal with mankind
Something to interrupt when we're feeling confined
In a city of no trust; the lifestyle defined
A heroine like heroin to get me refined

Is it all a dream
Nothing is as it seems
Illusions of the mind
The things we think we see
Are we all schizophrenic
Never truly knowing peace
Too many voices in my head
And they're pulling all on these strings
Screaming something about sipping lean

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