Lyrics:
end up not walking
Now I'm Stephen Hawking in my wheelchair pushing up to the mic spitting this lyrical poison
I'm a mutant being hunted by humans
I
So I guess this is just my, goodbye
We had good time and memories, oh no
Goodbye, goodbye
I'm sorry to Stephen
I'm sorry to John
I'm sorry to Omar
Now why this man's soul was bleeding
The angel had to understand
So invisible, he stood by him
And then gently touched his hand
Which
me out if you had a chaperone
What! I kill MCs over the phone
So, call the fire guards, and red alert
Cause I kill MCs through your MHz, my baretta
'm missing nightlights
Been, so numb to the pain
I can't feel the white knife
Eternal bliss, in afterlife
Wonder, if my pastor's right
Thinking, about all this
The name's Alan Wake and I'm a writer who's stuck
For two years I was simply unable to drop
A single word since I finished "The Sudden Stop"
It feels as if my
out with the black dressed sharp and flat keys, the Ds in our midst?
I mean if she only had one black key next to her, sharp F, I would at least cut her
the shows and boats - and then you claim you G.O.A.T
Letting the Electabuzz get ta ya brain, I explode like Electrode - so insane
If there was ever any doubt?
your skirt now
The events that followed had me volley if your hometown would be
Heaven or hell
The angelic nastiness you possess made you by far
with a glock
Blow they brains out with russian roulette
I mean, that sounds like Kurt Cobang if I had to dissect
But I'm not trynna get in that,
You know
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
If they were half the man that I am
They'd still be great
It really ain't surprising that
They Feel this way,
I got the heart of lion
Theirs is
true wanna be down
Guess how many flows you gotta spit?
Like toilet paper
I'ma put you through a lotta quit
K-Rino getting murked by your kinda flow
You
for the realness I embody
Do you need credit for
All the souls you've touched and you put on
Do you need credit for
All the wrongs I write all by my
Alex spent some time wit a G, Fuck with the Bishop you die by da folk (Gang)
My niggas say I shoulda been had a deal
Told me stay woke I ain't set my
the craziest
Surprised I'm even walking, can you blame me if I'm atheist
But I ain't Stephen Hawkings
I know God is in my radius
I can see him walking in
transcend so wit my eyes i do it visually
An im pickin thru my thoughts the only thing is
Suicidal
Wonderin what it takes to put my brain inside a fuckin
church in the wild, bishops gone rogue
He cut to paris he cut from Rome
He had atone and I don't know
If it's miles or kilometres
Don't care still maxed
we’re a different breed
Late nights real fights we always goin' at it
Bright lights stage fright you know I never had it
No rights love bites one shot
seen the roots settle
You never needed help you was on your own level
I don't know if I can ever take the pain
erase the things from my brain that I
-U-D intoxicated una dank
I took two swiggs outts my deuce-deuce, old E
Now Stephen K-I-N-G had the story all wrong
Blood last five points, I'm gone
the tape
Everything count, I even played the block with the shake
Bottles of Ace
I'm thinking imagine if I was born rich
I'd had on baby Louis Vuitton
now I won it
You don’t really want no problems
Nigga
Feeling froggy jumping all you
Nigga
Got an issue bring your army
Nigga
If you ever coming for me
free when your brain's in prison?
I'm by myself but I'm still with the coalition
You don't make moves you're only just hoping and wishing
Criticize me
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