Hollow Faces

How many real ones you got with you? How many real ones you talkin to? How many real ones you got with you? How many? Uh, I'm a man who's seen obstacles in cycles of life The different phases of my youth opened my eyes to whats right Between the souths, rural darkness and my city at night North suburban social order yo to grow is the fight Alright, okay, im tryna dig me a passage I'm like an animal that's hunted but my will isn't massive I could just say that I'm drained and just give up like the masses Of kids raised by a system with no care for the average Man I'm fucking stressing I've got problems in bulk But I rarely ever show it keep my head up don't sulk Been criticized for my way of dealing with the result Of being kicked and overlooked before I was an adult My older days culture shocked me oppurtunities ripe And not for me or my circle but for the people in sight See you could say I left behind all of the people alike But we're all in this for something and for me it's to fly Alright How many real ones you got with you? How many real ones you talkin to? How many real ones you got with you? How many? How many real ones you got with you? How many real ones you talkin to? How many real ones you got with you? How many? I talk to people everyday who tell me life is a mystery Maybe I should stop looking for the answer in history Answer this for me, would you even miss or have tears for me On the day of my obituary I need to see differently Uh, ayo enough about me My cynicism is construde as something normal you see But normally, I would give you words of comfort for free But then again the world is testing what that comfort could be And I've been settled with the future being bright but oh no The other hand comes and throws its evil grip on my throat Its five fingers represent the worst things I could've known And I know, that grief is something I can't deal with alone I look around me and I see gazes of hate Ayo the eyes of the snake, the deepest coldest of lakes So to make, it out of this place for my sanities sake I will take it to this race as one I'm never to break Okay How many real ones you got with you? How many real ones you talkin to? How many real ones you got with you? How many? Ye, ye, ye, ye, ye, ye And as the clouds in the sky, disperse and float by I'm wondering why I stay stuck in my mind The things that I think, never reach to the brink Of the line from whats real to whats lies In humble disguise I'm wondering why What is bright is not in my life And in the midst of the mad, Im still very glad That my reach isn't far from sunrise It's lies How many real ones you got with you? How many real ones you talkin to? How many real ones you got with you? How many? Uh, uh I've seen the evil in the nicest traits of people And that's not coming from a place of spite it's my cerebral Like the pain that speaks from where I seak a mind that's peaceful And I sequel what I said for I don't equal what's deceitful Deceit is in the trauma that I tirelessly battle Handling my own should not be demons that I grapple The man that takes the apple feeds the mouth that done the hastle So I tackle inhibition take my own release the shackles Trap me in this box and I will box out, you can't contain me I'm going crazy everyone around me seems so shady And times are changing but just maybe we can stop it fading And I'm still waiting for the light to shine and stop escaping And stop the rubble falling on me from my destination I climb with patience a tenacious grip on what I'm chasing A daily basis in oasis between different places And when I'm hit it's back to basics you can't break my basis I live in circles on the surface it's just hollow faces And fuck the fakeness