Fear my sounds

Where I found them

Share my fountain

Run away

Run or stay and fight

Praying night

Befall my sight

Wide-eyed, bide my time

Why′d I find my mind

Right now

Cry, I lie my head down

High off of my pipe

I vow to never be addicted again

See my ego shifting, my friend

Make no mistake

I am very sick of these men

And the way they wanna picket my pen I love, I

Hate the way you look at me

As if I really shouldn't be alive

As if I seem to pull at the

String that keep you fooled that you′ll

Survive this, take a look around through

Your iris, you never outliving that

Virus, decision to be living is

High risk, my piss

Yellow like the jello, in my

Big lead fridge, I

Take it out and then get inside

Maybe it'll save me from the nuclear fire

Can't stop

I ain′t getting tired

Lie awake at night, I count a million sheep

I spy a spider on my ceiling, he creep, uh

With my niggas in the dead of the night

Strangest figures silhouetted by light

Wanna fight? I would rather not dirty my art

Or my heart, with a feeling like spite, right

I yearn for a different world

Where the people not offended by my "negative" imagery

Energy, symmetry, I believe there′s beauty in what I make

I am the product of everything before me, ain't gonna fake nothing

All I did was make shit with homies and now we fucking buzzing

Bumblebees, the last of a dying breed with my fucking cousins

Yeah, we just gon′ create for good and badness sake

We yell until the "Sleeping On Us" come awake

And I'm just looking forward to some better days

For everybody dying at a different pace

I hope that I can see you in a different place

If none of us competing then there isn′t race

I tried just

Know a nigga put in that work one time

All this drawing at a table tend to hurt my spine

Open up my jaw and they avert they eyes

No more

They will hear my cries, I'm

Something more than you would find

By judging my spirit by my ethnic ties

Black sheep, castaway

Don′t come near my flock today

With the wolves, go and play

I am not a leper, I was born that way, and

You are not a shepherd, you a wolf in human clothing

Fuck a nigga following and fuck a stick you holding

I am not clay to manipulate for molding

I wish you saw us both

Same

I wish you saw us both

Same

(I wish you saw us both)

I wish you saw us both—

No, shit

This nigga doesn't give a fuck about you

New shit hit just like a typhoon

Don't talk to me when I′m drawing my toons

Ho, bitch

Please listen to a nigga when he moving his lips

Like go little Indian he moving his hips

Like show all the little men what doing shit is

Make a decision: are you a black sheep?

There is no place like

Home, for the tired

Huh, you may wanna go out of your way

But every single second falling off of these days

I don′t want none of your sitting and hating another

Spider gang brighter than you and yo' sister and brother

I have mines

Write my lines

Take my time

Before we die

What have we done to home in the sky?

Wanted to fly a little too high

I just want to know where I go, Michael

Maybe I′m a— maybe I'm a fool, I trifle

I don′t wanna see the end but, I

I won't stop marching, friends

Where did he come from and where did he go?)

(I saw him that one time outside of a show)

(I know who he is now, but I didn′t know)

(Of something that ugly with a radiant glow)

(Where did he come from and where did he go?)

(I saw him that one time outside of a show)

(I know who he is now, but I didn't know)

(Of something that ugly with a radiant glow)

(Where did he come from and where did he go?)

(I saw him that one time outside of a show)

(I know who he is now, but I didn't know)

(Of something that ugly with a radiant glow)