Lyrics Herocide - Rinz

I don't feel like me anymore
Don't know what I am
A drone with a purpose to bestow
Where I flow again
Invested all my heart, mind, and soul
I can glow again
I don't need no help
I can do it by myself
If I'm up, think I'm in too deep
Mountain top, in my head it gets too steep
I come off, but I caved, and the feelings start to creep
I can give em what they want, but I really need the sleep
Bumping on my new shit
They wonder where I'm at
Once was with me coming through it
Now they put me on the rack
Fuck all that
My mind a lubricant I'm trying to get a grip
Break you down with a click
Begin to see my footing slip
You take me for a bitch serving you cake
Fucking great
Now I'm tripping my mental traverse on skates
You could make things better
But instead you spread the pain
It's the same shit I'm dosing as my tracks are taking shape
What a shame
Why they always gotta be so cynical
I thought of myself lyrical
And now I am at the pinnacle
I'm not lying, gonna fight crying, man am I trying but fuck it I'm dying, need a physical
A miracle, formidable
Gotta be so fuckin critical
And twitter coming typical
I'm sick of all the ridicule
You lying like political, you're minimal
Predictable, despicable and man I fucking need another syllable

Seeking that truth
Lock in that booth
Try to take you to what I'm into
So that I can be who I really meant to
World taking my youth
Picking it's tooth
Gotta shake off what I've been through
Only got up in my head cause I let you
I've never been shit but a man with a key
Listen for a click when I cram in the sheath
Think for a minute that I'm in, that it fits
Then I get real pissed, they slandering me
Lamb of the scene
If you're gonna bury me bitch better dig it deeper than 6 feet
Coming like Reid
Fuckin realign myself cause I know I've been kicking that heat
Back on my shit, gonna clown
All the fools now
Looking shook down
I'm a hound running loose, prowling
These fucking thousands shouting my
Fuckin doubts and it's out loud in my crowd
Let me out the pound
Gotta new sound
Gonna make new ground
If you're gonna be around
Then you're bound to be unwound
You think you're ready for what's coming inbound
Look up, I keep it steady turn a hill to a mound
I do what they wanna do
Twitter critic bitch goons, whole lot of uou
Doomed like a demon in the pew
What's your avenue?
Too busy wanna type bull, bet you never knew
You regret it too
Im cool, took an edible
Bitch like fools, I'm incredible
Get like tools at a festival
You thinking shit that's dull looks credible