afraid (feat. brxd sabbath)

Fade to black, f*ck a heart attack Morphine couldn’t stop me - keep coming back Close my eyes; draped in all black Picture that cracka puttin Ponca on the map! Two middle fingers up - F*ck you is what I’m screamin Can’t sleep at night cuz I’m haunted by the demons Trapped inside… voices telling me to hide But my crackas down to die for me...out tellin me to ride So clutch the pistol...hold the Bible so closely If I die tonight - burn my ashes down and smoke me Toast to me and all the crackas that roll with me Bgzu$ bless the mic; you can bless and kiss the Rosary These flows is all to me; these hoes they approaching me Bitch - I let you smoke with me but what the f*ck you ‘posed to be? Wife back at home with the kids getting groceries Afraid to get caught; sign the papers and divorcing me Afraid to relapse, go back to snorting morphine Mournin me through memories of wake up in the morning free Can’t feed my family on 9-5 salary Leaving out a legacy but passing on the misery Or pouring out a liquor for a cracka in the family Our dousing me in kerosene and burning down the family tree Taught to hate; afraid to love Bullet hoes and scummy hoes, bitch Tell me what you afraid of? Feeling afraid Need to get laid So deep in this game; know I ain’t gonna get paid Ain’t gonna propagate shit Father looks at my accomplishments Son, you know you ain’t shit Just a leaf on the tree, not a branch Stripper bitch queefed on me - bitch fucked the whole ranch [shit was blown out] Nothin but demons as I gazed at her uneven Taking boomers with Lilith - my soul was bleeding The impure sought the light Pass the curse to the next hoe; then learn piano That’s bringin new heights Force caused fights but now the torch too bright Struggle to carry the clarity… Mind state rarer than parity with Israelites Erred on the right; the side of the light, aight? Lucifer on the left? Helped prune the blight… Might slay a boss; rolling with a touch of stray moss Delving into chaos; lay himself on the cross… Feeling a fade without the sauce - Binah transmute to known chutes Now you got a model; don’t elevate it to a god...ugh… Postulate transcendent forms like Plato eating a tomato Or maybe a tomahto Infamous witness consciousness ala Kato Ripping out bitches hearts ala Kano And the default isn’t pain, bro Suffering guaranteed - but don’t give it a stay (no) In the end only feared inaction... Skills was gaining traction... bodes had cached the new singularity’s faction...