Lyrics breakmyskull - Merceze

Can never think straight
Take the pills and then ease pain
And the miseries faint
Sipping pink sprite
Wonder what we make
Find myself the title
He'll be dead on arrival
Taking lead with my lighter
When I was younger I was liar
I ain't never give fuck
On the front of the bus stoned on drugs feeling numb
I saw what I was missing uh
Lost sentiment and trust
Smoking cinnamon and bud
My nigga this livers done

I'm losing my mind
But my skull can be found
I can't seem to think
When my feet breaks the ground
Drowning out the sound
With the ocean and the waves
Attempt to maneuver around
But we know that we can not reach the lake
A loser with a will that's still loud
Because I am not afraid to break
Or be vulnerable
Throw me in the courts of rooms
Surrounded by different forms of you
Bleeding for a team is what I'm born to do
If I can be below you
Searching for the surest of truth

Ask myself why fight
Tryna find the right the time
Hesitation on my grind
Penetration into my mind
Tryna find the limelight
Redefine what's finite
Mama said to find life
I gotta get my mind right
Broken all my bones
Lifting nothing with my arms
Under stars lower bars
My niggas pop you like a bar
Xanax doing damage in the heart
Raise the bar
Wade the water
Play the part
Dank cigars
Shape my scars

I'm losing my mind
But my skull can be found
I can't seem to think
When my feet breaks the ground
Drowning out the sound
With the ocean and the waves
Attempt to maneuver around
But we know that we can not reach the lake
A loser with a will that's still loud
Because I am not afraid to break
Or be vulnerable
Throw me in the courts of rooms
Surrounded by different forms of you
Bleeding for a team is what I'm born to do
If I can be below you
Searching for the surest of truth

And the niggas know me
We keep it low key
Bro we
Smoke trees
With the dope feens
See the palm trees
These soldiers shock me
Stole your car keys
See a feast g it's on me
Poke the needle through
The tokes
Lean
And juice
Ima bleed for youth
See the roots in the room
Whites made the south
That's a white lie
My papa had no mouth
Pretty grand
Right

I'm losing my mind
But my skull can be found
I can't seem to think
When my feet breaks the ground
Drowning out the sound
With the ocean and the waves
Attempt to maneuver around
But we know that we can not reach the lake
A loser with a will that's still loud
Because I am not afraid to break
Or be vulnerable
Throw me in the courts of rooms
Surrounded by different forms of you
Bleeding for a team is what I'm born to do
If I can be below you
Searching for the surest of truth

Bud that's bigger than the elephant
Can't believe what he telling us
Buy the weed and then sell it up
There's demons in the heads of us
The king is irrelevant
The king is very delicate
Waste my own testament
Get up in my element
Ima make a nigga bleed
That is definite
Lecture us
Settle in the settlement
Sell a g just to level up
Take the medicine
Go in straight to the brain
Search for sentiment
Swing the pendulum
Never safe