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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ubi
Ubi
Performer
JL
JL
Vocals
Info Gates
Info Gates
Vocals
Ernest Melton
Ernest Melton
Saxophone
Quin Wallace
Quin Wallace
Trumpet
Ryan Davis
Ryan Davis
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike S. Viglione
Mike S. Viglione
Songwriter
Jason Varnes
Jason Varnes
Songwriter
Justin Gillespie
Justin Gillespie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ubi
Ubi
Producer
Info Gates
Info Gates
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Get a grip on your life Slip in it, proving adequate Defy the pattern and pray that you find your happiness Unraveled in the alternative, can't imagine It's nothing but savage inside of a rotted mind, ravenous It's madness Let it, it'll turn you to a savage Ain't nobody chasing after average Dipping from the badges with packages Into whipping crashing the matching It's madness Pray this whole generation isn't a waste Don't lose your faith in the chaos and catch a case Lose balance fall in the crowd that is being amazed Spill your 'gnac then have to throw out a pack cause you being chased (hoe you know) Fall into propaganda or into fake news Log on the Instagram but a info war and debate dudes Raving and babble a long way that he may be No more escape routes Sign of the times, you want the same matter Say nay you Everybody do drugs bruh That's the way a supplier thinks Niggas burning bridges With no regret till the fire peaks Everybody's the plug but who is making these wires reach Shoutout to all my higher beings Take the smoke and provokin' the pandemonium The panic camera to be for sure You seeing the whole reason It's no even playing field So I'ma vanish the whole season The panoramic view shows the moles And then the monkey women It's madness Let it, it'll turn you to a savage Ain't nobody chasing after average Dipping from the badges with packages Into whipping crashing the matching It's madness Everybody chasing after status Get it then they overcome with sadness Turning into addicts with habits And disappear like magic Imagine this madness Block rotten images They cause mental blemishes I speak to possibility, not what the limit is I hate a conspiracy theorist with the vigilance If you know something special Well go 'head and blow the whistle then This is the sentiment of a concerned citizen The misdirection of the people will diminish them See I don't fuck with dissidence I be dissing and a reach for you to preach When you don't practice any discipline On wax wings, fake flying like he Icarus And pushing hate, you finna face the fate of Sisyphus Racism a sickness, some insisted it was justified When it's your own, I don't see what the difference is Hypocrite, this is a fact, fire me Escape society 'fore you get slapped violently I don't know why these fucking bastards would lie to me The sociologist been conducting rap with psychiatry It's madness Everybody chasing after status Get it then they overcome with sadness Turning into addicts with habits And disappear like magic Imagine this madness I ain't really vibing with the masses Tweeting 'bout it while they on they asses Swimming in the gas while they playing with the matches It's ashes to ashes It's madness
Writer(s): Vitaly Khvaleev, Pavel Khvaleev, Alexandra Vokhmyanina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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