Crypt Walk

Mr. Pessimistic, lessons missing On the road to less submission Not just fishing, nigga, caught you glitching I'm just tripping with these mystics Need a sip that's divine... A whip that's all mine Keep it locked on my mind... But don't get trapped, what a crime Then what's time? But a paradigm of a climb Need Pacifico with a lime And then I might just be fine Bars with cumin, keep it fuming... that's just human With this hubris that we spewing Stewing more than brutal music A rapture of woes... Call me Jack Wary of foes... that might jack Can't capture these hoes That's a fact, now send me back to the past Always give more than I'm asked I guess I axed up my back, but never prone to relax Please don't be panicked to act... There's no more damage than that Pain packing armor... Cackling through the problems Who's your mama? Always starting drama Guess f*ck the karma... Where's your dharmas? Sorry, had to sip my Arnold... Treat that gulp just like a comma Limping since the seventh grade...Never thought an injury would give me swag But the pure image of that, helps me get to the bag Steady, humble, with brags Staying locked in the past will cost an arm and a leg Eyes on these crows... Keep in mind what you sow Swivel round to my soul... Heavy lined with a mold My alignment is so... Go with the flow Heavy smoke to the throat Web of lies just to cope... If heaven lies on this rope... Back from the dead mindset right Don't get left in the dark A couple of divine signs My life, it ain't a shard You might be insured now But it might be in the ground in a while Ain't no referee calling fouls Pump shot, chest pop Leave a nigga honeycombed Running through his home To the end zone Like O.J., okay But extra pulpy, ole, To all this bullshit they say My only church is crispy They want the tools to the tray They shoot, they shop, I don't lay up Please do not tell me Where these niggas stay up Cause if they cross a line Then there might be a family sprayed up, straight up And I ain't claiming I'm the greatest But to those who are the greatest Tell me who the f*ck you greater than, nah Oh, is you a teacher or something? Last time I checked There was no substitute for rhythm and flow Ingenuity, this shit It wasn't new to me Pop pop raised me well I had a dad, so bring the jealousy Hit him with a left Hit him with a right Hooked in a verse stars that light Crooks in the verse soft at night Somebody can't leave with they life Hit him with a left Hit him with a right Hooked in a verse stars that light Crooks in the verse, soft at night Somebody can't leave with they life