Lyrics Cristal Blues - Monkey Dola

Wake up at 8 got a course around 9
Teachers explaining how they see the mind
Still sleepy... I can t wake up mine
Last night I thought about what I could write

Lines for the soul I need rhymes for my life
I need food for my spirit and reasons to fight
I got light in my life and I feel so exposed
Can't be too nice so I stay in my zone

Stay by myself I feel fine on my own
Good with myself even when to see Rone
Craziest show with the lights and the glow
Homie you know I m just trying to grow

Feeling good now but I used to feel low
Yeah I used to feel low
So looow
Ooh

Trust in my close ones
They be risin' me up
Trust in myself once
A day, a step at a time
It's been helping me up

A way, line after line
Aligning my rhymes
Changing my storyline
Looking at skykines
Realize my time might be up

So I put Enregy in my gratitude
It's been changing my attitude
Anger in my passion
Breathin' with compassion

The way's harsh and some will get lost
Speedin' for shortcuts
Yeah some will be tempted, some will get lost
Let me tell you 'bout one who got so lost

Lately he feels he ain't shinin alot
Lately he's talking like he's from a block
Trading and dealing and smoking in secret
Testing untill that he met

Crystal clarity, raising his energy
Temporarely, side effects are blurry
Alternate reality
He needs to impose, feels hostility

He's higer in highs but he's lower in lows
It's fuckin him up evem more than he knows
He's fucking it up even more than he knows
He's fucking it up everywhere that he goes

Fucked up exams, he could have passed
Fucked up at work, he got expelled
Feeling observed, he switches his route
Feeling oppressed, he's scared to go out

Even stops dancing House 'cause there's a cop
Even from home he starts seeing them cops
Hidden spies, he's smelling a plot
Even in roomates he starts seeing plots

They're all against him setting him up
Make him look crazy and fucking him up
It's not the cristal that's fucking me up
No it's the others, they don't want me up

Lately he hasn't been sleeping alot
Lately his mood has been swinging alot
Lately he had his 2 eyes on the lock
Lately he thought about getting a glock

His mind on his mind, his money on money
His body on cristal, he stays in his mine
Shadow and shine, they intertwine
So demons they grow while he's feeling divine

He can't stop won't stop
However for him this ain't hip hop
Friends telling him he should stop
They must be bad, they must want he got

He's reasonable so ain't no problem
He questions the system but not his consomption
Body gets weak, thoughts in a mess
Face speaks fatigue, eyes talking stress

Breaks out in fear chases everyone out
Everyone leaves. Of his mind he's just out
Nothing to do he sees plots the help
Can't help someone who doesn't want help

That's the cristal's real price
Turning your world colder than ice
Now he's stuck in his room repeating his loop
And I'm stuck on this loop too but at least with some truth