Текст песни Speedy Recovery - King Iso

Yeah
It's like they rushin' me to get better
But it's like I take my time though, you know?
Tryin' as fast as I can

Speedy recovery isn't happening fast as I'd like it, I'd like it
So I think that I'm gonna be going back to the past
To try finding, try finding
'Cause life goes fast and the pain goes slow
And it might come back but what they don't know is
How to keep up in a constant race against time

Earth spins so quick, suffering's quicksand
Hurts for me to know this, gettin' hard to withstand
Some things I don't get, take it up with big man
My hearts like clothes and I wear it like a wristband

Sick of hearing speedy recovery
That'll never happen judging by the people in front of me
And the board of mental health are gonna think what they wanna be
Sit calm, I got three demons keeping me company
Super cynical to woman who be leading with love with me
'Cause a hoe will tell me anything when she end up fuckin' me
And then hoes tell like a vehicle bumper G
On second thought, maybe we could meet at the double tree

I was pickin' with 'soda because I'm locked up
Tryin' to get my freedom but luckily I'm a con ugh with a K
Bring what you wanna bring to the potluck
And my self-esteem isn't bubbly like a hottub, anyway
I'm here, I'm up at least if you got the
Time because I need to be up to see if they'll drop the freakin' case
Be with me honey, we get the job done
I'm the crazy, and you, luckily you're the hot one
Kim and Ye
Things are messed up with me
Moving at a speed of like 1MP
Ex genius discoveries
Sick of all the people that's rushing me
Wait we should discuss something
Hope you're gonna frequently jump the seas
Pace beat like productions, see
My heart needs to be fucking replaced 'cause

Speedy recovery isn't happening fast as I'd like it, I'd like it
So I think that I'm gonna be going back to the past
To try finding, try finding
'Cause life goes fast but the pain goes slow
And it might come back but what they don't know is
How to keep up in a constant race against time

In spite like hatred for it, my new-found fame my pain is sore
And my brain got all type of things to sort
Godspeed how I cut, now paint a sword
They tellin' me to get better quick but I can't resort
Like vacation, wait what you take me for?
I mean, mentally crashing is what I can't afford
That's pointless, like a PlayStation 4
You can't console a game that I tape record
I mean, you got some friends you can play this for

Unless they gon' hate they'll take to court me
Because you squares what I'm aiming towards
Like a B-Ball game I don't speak y'all name
But mine in your mouth like a canker sore
Because they want me and {twisted Insane} in war
Until we blow out each other brain of course
I got love, so yea I stayed on course
It hurts to lose a brother, maybe four
Like Tyrese been an angel since a baby boy
So my big heart, you can't destroy
Rittz done made me rich, so I pay it forth
The pain done made me sick and I can't ignore it
The fame and fortune came

No relation toward family, friends, and fans that I hate the more
The more it goes up, life Strange of course
They hate Tech said I'll take the torch
But way before I let you take my place
I make motherfuckers die in a Blaze of Glory
Wikipedia my nigga, change the story
There's something in the air, trying to Agent Orange me
Feelin like I'm dying slow but my faith restores me
Move slow, I'll refrain now sing it for me

Speedy recovery isn't happening fast as I'd like it, I'd like it
So I think that I'm gonna be going back to the past
To try finding, try finding
'Cause life goes fast but the pain goes slow
And it might come back but what they don't know is
How to keep up in a constant race against time

Hurry up and get well soon
Lone wolf and a pale moon
Lickin' on em might help wounds
Taste the blood and my self soothes
Takin' time I'm in hell too
Dying slow with each breath fool
Left to get through
Heck you, expect who to
Hurry up and get well soon
Lone wolf and a pale moon
Lickin' on em might help wounds
Taste the blood and my self soothes
Takin' time I'm in hell too
Dying slow with each breath fool
Left to get through
Heck you, expect to