Текст песни If Life Was a Simulation I Would Log Out - Unknown The Plague

Yeah bitch
I'm as real as it gets
Was it the lives or the drugs that made me schizophrenic
Was it all the fucks I gave that endorse all my regret
Was it all the bass sucking the life out of your neck
Nah it's Unknown
Better place your bets
I'm on the track racing
I don't chase a fucking check
I'd rather get fucked up then make my bread
I like life better with a high
Need a reason not to eat the .45
Breaking all my vertebra with a couple lines and an alibi
Nodding off too sleep
Cuz I need some prayer
To stabilize
The voices they don't like your vibe
So I grab the knife
Tryna hold them back
But here's a taste
I think it's bout time

Off the wall I listen
Thrown but still paying attention
Flower pedals glisten with a missing dew or die perception
Broken pieces that I notice
Swallow me and slice my body up
Fuck all this shit that I dropped
Hold out my hands for cuffs to get locked
FUCK COPS
Just people on the job tryna find the crack rocks
That's why I get arrested and crack dealers get off
I made bail but it's a lot
Went through the system saw the flaws
More money to make if you can make them break the law
Now a standing army gonna come and take your kids and dogs
Kill 'em all
I see a uniform for those fighting against the Kabbal
You gotta choice to make bitch
Which side you wanna be on?
Yung Hukd on Fonix apprentice
Still ripping bong
Prophet of the menace
Come to me I'll take your penance
Maybe write you in my mentions
Maybe spend your time regretting
Maybe if you earned a penny for your thoughts you coulda learned your lesson
Just Get your shit together and ask me what's happening
You heard me the first time no repeats no second guessing
It's like 10:30, Ten Thirty's
Are you worthy of my blessings
Bones hurting I'm still working
I'm still serving it's so depressing
Got half a mind to hit half my mind
With a .45 relieve the stressing
An addict no secret believe it
Ain't no discretion
I seen the flood
Gomorrah & Sodom
The heathens burning