Instrumental by J-Zone

Is it real or is it fake these emotions to create,
Apologies will probably be another notion to debate. 
But cannot seem to wait I’m gone, must I hurry this along,
I differentiate from right, come and tell me what is wrong. 
I cannot find it, I timed it coincide with what I see,
I tell myself to let it be, but then it’s harder to believe. 
It feels great to let it free, I need this personality,
He takes a second to ignite to spark the mind and memory. 
And all I see pure disciple like the bible hid inside you,
Cept you never do what I do paranoia will defy you. 
And I claim it, of all the names that rode the fame I kill it,
Inhale the flame to be insane I know you cannot feel it. 
Yet you standing like a soldier, 18 you think you older?
Superimpose all the targets all the power in your shoulder. 



Okay, now I can see my hand it follows him and not the plan,
And if I tell em it’s a cop, he doesn’t stop or understand. 
He’s out control, and I know all you people hide him deep,
In all your marriages in carriages but kids suddenly reach.
By the age of intellectual, they venture to pubescent, 
As the kids are having kids and pop the lids of adolescence. 
No relationship, for atheist, the pagans you degraded with,
The crusade and the mangled bits from ladies that they made to whip. 
Disgusting, and now you see just why they splitting two. 
I cannot refrain analyzing as the pill disguising you. 
Another Percocet to break a sweat relax an let the nervous ex,
And all opium inside the world couldn’t ever get me wet. 
Forget it, a massive task, I know in fact the dopamine is lowering,
I drive around the holy ring and hope that they won’t pull me in. 
They got me, my soul, can this seatbelt really hold me in?



Okay, now back into the street we used her heat to loop the beat
I’m never kneeling to defeat unless it’s Lucifer I meet. 
(Imply) connected, to evil I’m God ejected not corrected, 
Like your family’s arrested, for believing in a jester. 
Are they socio, the path and all the facts are leading to yes,
I never gave a fuck I’m back, and spitting water that you bless.
They set your life into a frenzy for I’m deadly sight the enemy,
And underneath heaven above there’s no love for my assembly. 
(Just a liar) desire every day is hail or fire,
Pain is temporary, (Yeah!?) afterlife is for Messiah. 
Cannot face another day, without the Mrs. Mary J,
I smoke it up into my brain live the schizophrenic way 


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