Lyrics

Yeah I be lookin lost in space and shit Zoned out In my head Way too much too much time I've been spending in my head My head Even in a world so big I'm stuck in one in my head My head And even though I try to change it I'ma be this way until I'm dead That's what I said this that 6 in the morning Staring at the ceiling while I'm laying in my bed And I keep spinning like the frames the axis "I" Gotta bunch of things I see and don't speak on left to wonder "why" I got a fucked up point of view and lenses is foggy oh my eyes Need a new perspective who could check it? This not how I die I I read a little book The Four Agreements Wanna tell the author "you're a genius" Needed to get back to my core of thinking More so even my odd life Society took and distorted my being Programming us all to destroy and be free and We're locked in the thoughts that you told us to think But I'm uninstalling it I'm totally cleaning house It's something to think like how our Mind so cluttered and be in the clouds I just wanted the key to one day to be free No wonder why people doubt Peace we wanna just scream and shout We numb it while puffin' the weed or Drunk off the drink If one of you see In public me and ask "what are you thinking 'bout?" Ima say I'm in My head Way too much too much time I've been spending in my head My head Even in a world so big I'm stuck in one in my head In my head And even though I try to change it I'ma be this way until I'm dead That's what I said This that 6 hours later Still don't wanna wake up I ain't even ate but every day I Dread like a Rasta in my head how locked up State of mind fed it ain't lock up Sped through blockbusters Watching like a set how I conduct yea like an opera Waving the stick at the opps suited up homie yea I'm a mobster Yup need a doctor Try to terminate what I been feeling but I'm itching for a killing Feel like Arnold how I get to the chopper Free thinkers they don't need because if indeed we are Then they never could stop us We bleed and cry believing the lies of people Who try to tell us we're not the Ones who are deserving of the happiness and love And got us feeling like a failure But the rep I just got up I'm the definition of definition by repetition Made my own and put that on the set and my mama You're just a lonely man or woman my exit plans to X out the drama I just hope I am really giving my best I stand on every obsta- Cool I'm frozen and won't break for a second Damn but yet here the opps come Tell us no we can't but I say yes we can like Presi' Obama Hold up wait a second I'm not done Get to the root of it like etymolo-G People said I would never be hot but Now I made it and got Tech riding shotgun See I be feeling I've stepped up a lot but Society make me self talk like I wasn't Even worth it or maybe deserve it we're breaking The curse because every outcome when I have idle time and I just sit In my head Way too much too much time I've been spending in my head My head Even in a world so big I'm stuck in one in my head In my head And even though I try to change it I'ma be this way until I'm dead That's what I said this that 6 hours later Still don't wanna wake up I ain't even ate but every day I Yeah Six twelve six shit (Every day I) Zoned out (Every day I)
Writer(s): Tarrel C. Gulledge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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