Текст песни Power - Amalgamation

You see
All these rapping fuckers nowadays
I could ask who's the fastest
Who's the best
All that generic rap shit
All I want to know is
Who's the highest

You got your head in the clouds
Or looking down from further up
But I'm god to y'all
Rhymes don't need to be superior
Cause anywhere I go all I do is look
And you already know that your inferior
Go ahead and kiss or slap my posterior
As I'm passing you by
On an endless loop
A roller coaster
Was never much of a boaster till I pick up this pen and pad
And knew I had to do it
For the sake of the rhymes and the rap image
It's like a constant scrimmage
With both my self and these babies with the mommy or daddy issues
Need a tissue, little red nosed rudolf
But I won't let you guide my sleigh no way
You better pay respect not to the elders
But to the welders
Yeah the ones that keep it working
Not the ones who think slowing and causing commotion is a way,
Do it subtle
Then when the time is right you pop the bubble
Cause it's time to wake the fuck up
Cause I've been trying to get my shit together
Kinda hard when everybody else is so black and white
Occasional grayin
What you think this shines about
Not so simple
Bigger and harder than popping a pimple
Or a measly cough
Fuck the sauce
I ain't dripping
I'm admitting
That this way is fucked, only me
Well I guess you know where I'll be
Call me what you want
But add Luke Skywalker to the list

Seclusion so it's easier to see the illusions
Don't even know what I'm pursuing
Guess I'm just keeping up with myself
Start doing something cause people was doing it and you liked it
But then you did it and they said you was wrong
So you push a little harder
And they listen
Or start a commission from your dreams
But this isn't just my imagination
Or some word vomit
Speed like a comet
But
With my own glow
And no I don't know how many times I'm gonna say it
But can somebody tell me
How is it that I'm 22
And yet you
Still haven't gotten over yourself
To be yourself
That don't make sense
Well you must not be on the fence
So I'll talk to you later
The opposite of Darth Vader
Is pretty close to my life
Had to have it so I knew I couldn't take it
Finally forsake it in my mind
But hate to leave others to make it through on their own
You don't like that
Fuck you bitch
I don't fuck with no snitches
Only the rap snitch knishes
So many personas and aromas
Probably give you the chemical imbalance that they say I have

Put myself on the high road somewhere as a kid
Can't say I know when
But I think that I know why
Call me shy
Fuck you all I am is a guy
Trying to make it through this world
And not leaving before it's to early
And that ain't depression
But the reaction to how much people choose the path
Of leaving messes
And not positive affecting
Epiphanies or mediocrities
Trying not to be a hypocrite
Wear it like a badge or a scar or try to keep it hidden in the dark
Find what resonates and fine tune if your in the mood
Ruined when people decide to intrude
Wrong time or am I in a bad place
Keep on pacing in the room or
With the few who probably knew if they listen

Basically the phone just by itself
Isn't even remotely close
To the same thing as the people who are doing
Though it's tough to put it down
With the money no longer on the table
Life's a dream so we turned it into a screen
Never leave it far behind
Except on purpose
Now tell me what'd you learn from this
Something new
Out the blue
What'd you put your mind through
An escape to a differently shaped box
Requiring a new pair of socks
Get the recap of the recap started

You may have started this
But you slacking
So I'm continuing
Check and see what's on the menu for the bars of my mind
Meticulous
Might be a mimic with a different rim
Either slave owner of your self or you let someone else do it
How long is it gonna take
To get it right in their eyes
Yet each time I go outside
All I want to do is go lord of the flies living
With hopefully no violence
That's on the real
Spouting peace
But you can't wait to pick up another piece
And go beast mode on the ones who choose to feed
On the things you see as an offense
Ain't no different than any of the negativity
Shouting left to right
That's the mission
So much for common sense
And what it used to be
Has me thinking
How do we know we're all seeing the same world
With the sound that's outta bounds
Don't get it
Here, the one that everybody rounds
And no more cues
This isn't Scooby Doo
Or Dora
Or even Blues Clues

Gotta be a little more honest real quick
I'm delusional
I think I see something outta the corner of my eye
And I see this earth for what it's really worth
And that means that it's moving
Quite literally
At least in my mind
I see the ground waves up and down
And the grass back and forth in the wind
But only happens when I concentrate
That's why I'm staring at the walls
When you walk in
Just travel in my mind
Until I can have the money in the bind in my pocket
Fuck the cards and the crypto
I want the cold hard cash to light my blunts with
Cause man really
Fuck the money
It may be sunny
But it's still to hot or cold
As we spend so much time
In the place that needs a constant erase
To stay clean
Good thing
The weed helped scrub down being slow
And for your information
Nobody said shit cause that's how I like it

I think it's about time to let my lid really pop off
Seems like everybody only chasing money
And fame
And ways to be able say you're at the top
Of the pile of bodies
Copy and paste from the past
Even though it was supposed to be in the waste bin
Now tell me what's the point of history
If you just repeat it again
You need a fat dose of psilocybin