Heard That Lie (feat. ZefraLeon)

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In Greek mythology and later Roman mythology, the Cyclopes ( sy-KLOH-peez; Greek: Κύκλωπες, Kýklōpes, "Circle-eyes" or "Round-eyes"; singular Cyclops SY-klops; Κύκλωψ, Kýklōps) are giant one-eyed creatures. Three groups of Cyclopes can be distinguished. In Hesiod's Theogony, the Cyclopes are the three brothers Brontes, Steropes, and Arges, who made for Zeus his weapon the thunderbolt. In Homer's Odyssey, they are an uncivilized group of shepherds, the brethren of Polyphemus encountered by Odysseus. Cyclopes were also famous as the builders of the Cyclopean walls of Mycenae and Tiryns. In Cyclops, the fifth-century BC play by Euripides, a chorus of satyrs offers comic relief based on the encounter of Odysseus and Polyphemus. The third-century BC poet Callimach… more »

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Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
These people say they down to ride, but I've heard that lie
Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
I'm well aware, it's just me myself and I yeah
On my own, I been on my own yeah
In my zone, I been in my zone yeah
No coming home, ain't no coming home yeah
I'm on my own so I had to get the gold yeah
Swerving left and right, in the middle of the night
Couldn't tell my wrong from right, saw me walking toward the light
Please tell me that I made it if I didn't then I might die
Reaching for the stage lights, I hope that shit can save my life
Ain't nobody waiting for me on a throne up in the sky
I had to do this shit myself that part of it they can't deny
Put a knife inside my back, this shit is nothing
You said you was down to ride, I can tell that you was bluffing
Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
These people say they down to ride, but I've heard that lie
Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
I'm well aware, it's just me myself and I yeah
Everybody wanna talk shit, I'm sick
Of these fake ass hoes trying to sit on my dick
Go skrt skrt skrt in the brand new whip
Swerve swerve give a f*ck I might lose my grip
Lately I been feeling like I'm on my fucking own
My friends tell me they got me but I know they really don't
Say they gonna pull through but I'm thinking that they won't
I'm so fucking sick of everybody treating me like I'm a ghost
Surrounded by phoneys I can't trust no body
They say that we homies but don't even know me
Drifting away slowly it's me on my lonely
My eyes getting glossy deep breathe I keep going
I'm sick of pretending like it's hard to see
Like I do not notice what's in front of me
Affecting my focus that ain't what I need
Cutting em off isolate the disease
Cannot tell what is real I don't know who to trust
Am I better on my own this is all too much
Got a heart made of stone, cut em off give a f*ck
I'm on Airplane mode leave me alone had enough
No one slowing me down, do it by myself
Home run, never burning out, break out of my shell
Put myself first fake friends turn to foes
Let em go better off on my own
Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
These people say they down to ride, but I've heard that lie
Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
I'm well aware, it's just me myself and I yeah
Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
These people say they down to ride, but I've heard that lie
Stick a knife, in my back, but I'll be fine
I'm well aware, it's just me myself and I yeah

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