Lyrics alice revisited. - muna

Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling
To Wonderland
Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling
To Wonderland

Cyclically cycling
Through the beats in my library
Wondering, can I try to feed
The beast that is my mind, you see
I know my family fight for me
I know my homies fight for me
But then these blisters start to bleed
From nights spent lonely writing these
Rhymes, built up inside of me
Often penned down when crying, we
Dodge the issues residing
Right within our daily lives
But I succeed in spite of the
People that stay gaslighting me
I do not care who liking me
Honestly I stay tryna be

Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling
To Wonderland
Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling, Tumbling
To Wonderland

I gotta spit it so-
I gotta s-
Hold on, listen

I gotta spit it so fast I hop on the track
And you think that I'm Iida, uh
And even quicker than when you come back from the store
Because your parking meter's up
Going faster than a beamer truck
Streets Of Rage, I beat 'em up
In the jungle with the cheetahs, uh
Still warming up, my heat is tucked, don't need no luck
Lean my head back, my feet is up
Any more mouths I need to shut
You're illiterate, go read a book
You cannot follow, my feed is booked
Make one new post, guaranteed to look
Got a good girl, we agreed to- uh
Got a bad thing, we agreed to- uh
We agreed to- uh, don't need no bucks
Like Giannis
Took this beat and I demolished
Buy a vintage just for the milage
And I never got empty pockets
And that really is me being modest
So let me just end in silence