Текст песни Disposition Freestyle - Empathy

Cruel summer, I been dropping cool hunnids
On a block of ice, running through my veins pursuin' somethin'
People always in my face, could bet a bitch won't do nothing
Cop the weight 'til scale break 'cause I done lost a few brothers, ugh
I been making sure my soul good, every time I hop on socials
I see someone making problems for themselves
And they don't notice
Try align my chakra spirits mixing methadone and spirits
In my whip I hit the throttle hope I lose my grip on steerin'
Vicious cycle, crashing out then locking in
Smith and Wesson on my temple, shit been tempting me again
At my best when at my lowest, I'm a mess but deadly poet
With a vex that showin', they pretend and act like they don't know it
I just play along a let 'em think they got me on the ropes
I been Ali with a stinger, burn my lips and the flick the roach
Feelin' nothing off a pinger, fuck her, hand around her throat
Coming down, I ain't inspired go and cringe at what I wrote, yeah
Rewrite it
Nah, re-record it
New production, some new focus
Concept album, perfect flowing
Miss a deadline, busy working homie
You should go and get yours
And I can't live without my bitch however am I gon' tour?
How you keep your sanity when memories don't feel like yours?
Just a string of thoughts
Tied around my neck I'm hanging from the second floor
Ignoring calls, won't even answer knock on door
I fucked around became an addict
Perfect timing, round applause
Feel like I miss my shot already, only keep me working more
'Cause I been tryna kill myself in cars with suicidal doors
Bitch said dick inspire thoughts, could come around inspire yours
Tryna learn to live a normal life and crashing on the course
And kill a motherfucker seeing Empathy as corporate
Think you milking me for money? Fuck around and make me lawless
Astronautics, how you hold him down when out in fuckin' orbit?
Still the best I'm MC Escher draw my hand and make 'em forfeit
Corny, YouTube rappers, hands on face
Macaulay Culkin
Stole your flow and I just keep a swisher rollin', keep my focus
Feel like Meechy Dark off all these acid doses
Feel like I ain't chasing music no more, I just want some peace
Why I gotta chase an average 9-5 to feel complete?
I could just fade away
Like all these other ghosts in their machines
I'm 2 Alive like yeet and on them shrooms I'm in touch spiritually
Receipts I got from astral planes with frequent return policy, ugh
Diamonds on my back from all the pressure
And the cycle keep me spinnin' like you washed a lil' extra
Slowly going down like I'm your dad that growing handlebars
When I'm seein' colours off a tab is when I'm camouflaged
Step up in the scene and I'll just play my part
The underdog that down and out right from the start
But you keep expectations masked, I'm rolling past
Blacked out in a rental car, fast like Ramadan
With tarnished parts, shit like me
You can watch it fall apart
Watch your closest friends they prolly plotting on you hard
Watch me cave to self destruction fucking up my fuckin' heart
Stimulants and downers for the feeling I been after
Me and shawty got some pain
So we keep filling up our glasses
Miss when I was kissing her with ocean pier view
Hid my feelings now let's be transparent, keep it see through
Now you see it, you don't like this tape you fear truth
Yeah, Disposition, coming to a speaker, near you
Maybe that's disposition
The way we position ourselves
And allow that as a form of diction
Excuses for ourselves
That's a lil' anecdote I wrote, you might hear it again