Third Eye Open
These snakes have taken my sight, but never my vision of mind.
Cross my heart and hope to pay 'cause life has been too taxing
Lady Luck's been raising rent and lately I've been fapping
Unemployed, I don't wanna vacate so I guess I'll keep on rapping
Romanticized I am not, but that's the game that I deal in
I'll pay the bills but voices tell me I'm better off just stealing
I don't fuck with that, so I'll hit the sack and pray to God that I made it
Don't fuck with Drake, don't fuck with Uzi, don't fuck with all of you haters
Niggas be hittin' licks with the industry and callin' themselves real
Real fake that is 'cause a single beat doesn't make your label OG
Niggas be thinking they God, with the blasphemy they been spittin
But it's already been written, that your kind is meant to be slitherin'
Back to Eden I go, where the snakes can no longer fol-low
Me
"If I had a dime for every fuck that I didn't give
Everyone in the world would call me a sellout."
About the Creator
~Awakened~
I'm just an artist trying to express myself in any way that feels comfortable. Try not to cringe too hard as you embark on a fruitless journey through my old works that I post here sometimes.
- Zap Aura
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