Stranded
Ian I-Cee
3:04I be background tripping Chucking 40s in the ditches Stagger with the shit But if you try me know I'm gripping Scars on my hands from the blades I be spinning Boy try with my ass, might be drunk enough to kill em Cult Devil on my shoulder killed the angel Let intrusive win The voices in my head be disappearing Issa poison pit I'm dummy off the pay load Don't tell me to lay low Cult in the cut, don't give a fuck about an antidote I ran it down Not a sound Bottles up I'm OE trippin Fuck an ounce Only pounds Watchu I got it baby Plug in like MIDI Tracking mud up in my city Sticky Icky off a whippy Soap he come in like he slippy Cult 20 sum years later still in the mix I got underlying issues over lying bout the shit Fuck the pacifying ask if I ain't higher than a bitch That's a riot I ain't dying sober dive in the abyss 50 hard drives choc full of drops like a River Sloth he hit me on my telephone he know that I'll deliver Still I can't escape myself it's seldom happiness I'm bitter Bit of money in my pocket but the shit is not what I consider God, too tied up off of the venom Stocked inside of these awful systems Locked up outa my life for eternity I'll turn this life to fission Sowing a story I'm ripping it up Energy spillin im still in the sun Under the water or top of the bluff I'mma taunt em with talking u topical tough but Deep inside you see your lies and I know that it kill you bitch I feed the fire inside my eyes with every word I drill you with Leave you outa life and by the time you realize what you did It's far too late to call the play you praying Someone clue you in Im fucking miserable, I don't want to exist To persist in this game is the reason you're not missed Put a hammer to your teeth and drag you out into the ditch While im rolling up the gas, spark the blunt, and burn the rich Yea, meet you on de dust, then ill fucking no scope you on rust I just want to stay inside, when the blood moon rises it's too much Pulling out the Yugioh cards The blue eyes white dragon turns you to sludge Put you in the shadow realm Your face behind the glass but you're a smudge Yeah like Seto Kaiba, im pulling up in the whip See in you awe as I equip The sword of a thousand truths, slice you down then become unloose Hanging out with Andre of Astora, show you some but not all of Pandora Leave the best in a vault not for you to see And when you try to flex I become unleashed The lines and the circles they cover my mind Cloaking my body in dreams as they lie Dragging me further into the abyss Taking my life is the option I missed What is it mean just to be free Your constant neglect is just swallowing me Sick of myself, sick of this life Embracing the emptiness and living in strife I be background tripping Chucking 40s in the ditches Stagger with the shit But if you try me know I'm gripping Scars on my hands from the blades I be spinning Boy try with my ass, might be drunk enough to kill em Cult Devil on my shoulder killed the angel Let intrusive win The voices in my head be disappearing Issa poison pit I'm dummy off the pay load Don't tell me to lay low Cult in the cut, don't give a fuck about an antidote I ran it down Not a sound Bottles up I'm OE trippin Fuck an ounce Only pounds Watchu I got it baby Plug in like MIDI Tracking mud up in my city Sticky Icky off a whippy Soap he come in like he slippy Cult