Limbo - Speak

Comin' on down feelin' higher than the Shuttle

Face full of stubble and a smurk so suttle

That everybody around me swears I’m a con man

Tryna get by like a sing a long song man

God damn, see my scheme ain’t workin

So the shades on my eyes cover pain like a curtain

The ultimate joke but they never really certain

Because I never took nothin seriously

Sick of blue so I pick and choose in what I reveal

Lickin wounds in the dark then I tell em its real

Concealed, like a gun beneath the passenger seat

And its layer after layer buried under the beat

Oh so heavy that its messing up my cycle of sleep

And its hard to go forward when your hitting repeat

Now my whole night is thrown off (Why?)

And my booty coast off, shit so I’m feelin blown off

I know need something to believe in

Tired of cried of crying at night

Tired of bleeding

Tired of hating myself for no reason

Shit, I guess I’ll carry the weight

I thought I told you Speaky on the other shit

Higher than your upper lip, yellin «Fuck the Government»

Parliament, Funkadelic, Relic, Mothership

Got your bitch choosin' of the baddest loudest colored pimp

In the room, and I am in the mood

To fuck her like an animal then howl at the moon

Baby, don’t you know you bring me closer to God

But this passport I got will get me closer to Prog

Traveling bad all over her anatomy damn

I love her to death, like that Addams family man

Raggedy Ann stiches for doll face bitches

They rippin' at they seams

I’m fucking in their jeans

Life is but a dream but I offer her a nightmare

A trip inside my head, you don’t wanna spend the night there

Right there, right stroke love by them white folks

Who label me a phenom, fuck em and their high hopes