Текст песни The World That Never Was - Napier Quinn

I told you I would never run away
Told you I would stay
I know it's too hard to wait
And I know my fate
Cupid shot in the dark
Shot an arrow through my heart
My fault, I don't know what I thought
You always fuckin with my thoughts

Yeah, don't be hot just change the game
Don't want fame respect my name
Band for the fam move to the lake
Money leaves gon bring in the rakes
Must be time to cut off the fakes
Must be time to check up with fate
What is my place? Hidin my face
Ruled by fear, runnin in place?
Nah it's time to pick up the weight
Wipe they nose clean the slate?
Crystal clear in the mirror, shiftin gears
I hear things I don't always wanna hear
But, my spirit near crisp, chips double dipped
Doubled down, where's the crown?
For them niggas that ain't never had a mound
Just a sound, loaded rounds, copped dogs out the pound
Movin that rock make that shit really bounce
When an ounce, of luck is all you need to pick up speed
Run from things, chopper gon sing
Ring, Ring, Ring, Freedom bells bring, Peace?
What's the cost of such a thing?
Lives or souls lost, maybe this the holocaust?
Maybe we should knock em off
Maybe you been noddin off
Maybe i'm just not enough
Maybe they been written off
Oh that really ticced me off
Brodie in the field they was tryna pick em off
Might've got involved, is that how we solve
Problems, bigger than the lie of America
Code red linin the block around ya area
Blood red flag splattered with mass hysteria
The Narrative ended

Oh shit
Is this the afterlife?
After all of these hours I've survived?
Posted with the plank just holdin the peace sign
I don't need a drake my mind been divine
Names on the list, wish I could stop time
Kids got gifts, they like to lock kind
Thoughts of the perils of part times
Thoughts of the barrels of glock rhymes
Dance with the devil, my soul apartheid
Even when hell froze cold we on 9
Pushin the button, we use to slap stop signs
Now when they shoot ain't a move, no Hawkeyes
Infinity wars, battle for awards
Livin through the music, I do it cuz i'm bored
Who can afford, the price of servin lords
Tethered to my soul, the fates cut the cord
The reaper swings a sword and the horde gets unleashed
Return of the Kings this alliance with peace
Meek sheep never beneath me
I ain't free til we all live freely
What's the cost of being me, Quincy?
A kid with a dream ain't pledgin no fealty