Patterns of Escapism
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โฑ๏ธ 3:18 duration
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๐ Lyrics
I stay spitting cause I'm outspoken
I'm at the Pub, outside in the rain smoking
Mans are on the Inside, clucking, getting coking
Its been a long fucking day, like the summer solstice
Everybody needs escapes if you haven't noticed
Couple shots down the neck, now the nights in motion
Its good vibes, 'til a fistfight awoke emotion
24 / 7, 3-6, the offy's open
And the bookie's making money when the junkie rolls in
Lots a heads are doing crime, mostly drug's a motive
And the feds are on their back, but will they catch the culprit?
Fuck knows, who cares, I'm bunning zoots to roaches
Enjoy your youth, when you're old, you're gonna notice it
Start hoping for a role-reverse, all these rumours in the mill, best hope they ain't concerning you
Shit is getting personal, like when a tumors terminal
Go home to space
They wanna escape the world
They wanna escape themselves
Left damage in their health
Patterns reoccurring down the rabbit-hole they fell
Escapism is something we all crave
If you reaching out, I must take you to the grave
Hunting for the knowledge ain't going through just a phase
Up for fate, just the way I like it, like its custom made
Higher sources got the lessons to relay
Best listen and obey, not be pissed off depressed and grey
Every instant every day all you're manifesting is rain
When you really wanna go and play in sunshine again
Let the rays through your fog-infested brain
Eradicate your pain, find the reasons that explain why you're deeply in a rage
You're gonna need support, like a broken bone with the metal plated [?] on
Them homies use [?], to go and elevate
Shattered your state, like stones thrown on frozen lakes
Shown a glimpse of the place where your ghost awaits
Go home to space
They wanna escape the world
They wanna escape themselves
Leave damage in their health
Patterns reoccurring down the rabbit-hole they fell
I'm at the Pub, outside in the rain smoking
Mans are on the Inside, clucking, getting coking
Its been a long fucking day, like the summer solstice
Everybody needs escapes if you haven't noticed
Couple shots down the neck, now the nights in motion
Its good vibes, 'til a fistfight awoke emotion
24 / 7, 3-6, the offy's open
And the bookie's making money when the junkie rolls in
Lots a heads are doing crime, mostly drug's a motive
And the feds are on their back, but will they catch the culprit?
Fuck knows, who cares, I'm bunning zoots to roaches
Enjoy your youth, when you're old, you're gonna notice it
Start hoping for a role-reverse, all these rumours in the mill, best hope they ain't concerning you
Shit is getting personal, like when a tumors terminal
Go home to space
They wanna escape the world
They wanna escape themselves
Left damage in their health
Patterns reoccurring down the rabbit-hole they fell
Escapism is something we all crave
If you reaching out, I must take you to the grave
Hunting for the knowledge ain't going through just a phase
Up for fate, just the way I like it, like its custom made
Higher sources got the lessons to relay
Best listen and obey, not be pissed off depressed and grey
Every instant every day all you're manifesting is rain
When you really wanna go and play in sunshine again
Let the rays through your fog-infested brain
Eradicate your pain, find the reasons that explain why you're deeply in a rage
You're gonna need support, like a broken bone with the metal plated [?] on
Them homies use [?], to go and elevate
Shattered your state, like stones thrown on frozen lakes
Shown a glimpse of the place where your ghost awaits
Go home to space
They wanna escape the world
They wanna escape themselves
Leave damage in their health
Patterns reoccurring down the rabbit-hole they fell