- Denzel Curry The Ills 歌詞
- Denzel Curry
- Yeah, huh
My mind is a playing field for mental arguments My thoughts are sayin my emotions is who started it My personality always conflicts with other people The good in me has never been conscious of seein evil I could be ferocious in my times of feelin feeble Sick of lifes ills, it could be short for illegal Common sense, a victim to sensory deprivation The mediator met with it all is in meditation Lord invited me to stay idly on his left side So I can right my wrongs in these songs to live and let die Channellin Notorious, Makaveli and Left Eye Son of raw, speakin on horrors to see who am I? Topple leaders, runnin with demons, countin it even always Silhouette-surfin and stretchin through mental hallways Demons on my mind, they know where to hide, really Then nine minutes later, Im met with the nine milli So nine times out of ten, Im probably going to hell Cause Im the devil, which means I sold my soul to myself Shelf all of my worst fears in the mason jar glasses Next to all the dreams and things I ever imagined Book of magic, psilocybin is a talisman Speak my name in vain, it will be met with some challenges I devise a way to rise, time to strategize The purest form of Zeltron made me alkaline Im seein illusions in the pockets of my brain I use it, then find a way to illustrate my pain Confusion, cause you dont understand a word Im sayin Forgive me for all I done, cause I be barely prayin The kid inside me always seems to man up The higher power is within myself, no need to pan up Believe in U-L-T the way a child believes in Santa Manipulate the masses and the media on camera Black hoes and white lights, white noise and black Sun Shadows and bright lights are crooks back in action Surrounded by dismay, I display visions of a way For Heaven on Earth and hell on Earth to fight for night and day Apocalyptic hoes conflict against my optimistic hopes The ropes around my neck are golden chains for me to choke My locs reflect the locks and the flames that burn across In my very nation, I walk with my peers, surrounded by chalk Deities and darkness meetin at my dinner table Keep it in rap, my knife is real, this is my mystic fable Play the bad guy just to finish the race first Cause the last guy was nice but he end up dying of thirst Im seein illusions in the pockets of my brain I use it, then find a way to illustrate my pain Confusion, cause you dont understand a word Im sayin Forgive me for all I done, cause I be barely prayin Im seein illusions in the pockets of my brain I use it, then find a way to illustrate my pain Confusion, cause you dont understand a word Im sayin Forgive me for all I done, cause I be barely prayin
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