Party Still Jumpin' (feat. Craze)

Lids low, move slow Midnight was 3 years ago And when it's gone it's gone Bottles, cans, and broken bongs Shit... I forgot how it started F*ck the relativity, Einstein-retarded It's not a curse, it's not a blessing Couldn't be worse if you never learned the lesson I'm decompressing, becoming someone else Dropped off my soul and exchanged all my brain cells The same world, seen through different eyes Unlocked deceptions identified by different lies And now I'm coming down, the sun is coming up I'm still drunk, I'm still high, I'm still broke as f*ck But I still show up, gotta count for something When the show don't go on, the party's still jumpin' The night'll fade away, I almost see the sun I'm barely getting started, most of these cats are done I've only just begun, to do what I intend I put my soul on display, and listen to how it blends You couldn't comprehend, the things that I achieve You're surface driven, you gotta see it just to believe And it's ironic cause everyone's eyes are really shut And they're ignoring the feeling that's really in their gut And I can't answer what, nor can I why or how I know the when and the who and that's all I've figured out It's universal law, whether you know or not No pulling out of this game and the show will never stop So I don't have a choice, I take another step Move forward in my brain, and let my thoughts connect Upon a plane, where the sane ain't reality The sound waves ever bumping' and the party still jumping You know, if I'd ever find my people I would leave em', not that I'm completely evil But I've seen enough, and I know too much If I let go my vices, I would lose my clutch Of the few strands of reality I still have left Infallibility always fails the test Nonetheless, too alive to be tired Half dead wretch with a catch so inspired But it ain't even required when we do it by default Or in our sleep, or comatose -just to add to the insult It's second nature, curiosity will send a jolt And you'll experiment with psychedelics just to find results So now I'm writing rhymes all about what I interpret Suddenly the universe and world around me ain't so perfect My head is aching, my hands bloody and shaken Metaphorically speaking, the life of ignorance taken And so we do what we can if only simply for us And even do it when it's over and the microphone's rust We bust, appreciating every angle of absurdity And guarantee definitively an echo for eternity