The Wall

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//INTRO.iivi iv ix
iivi iv to the x
 
//VERSE.i
I'll never understand the people
rapping capture money in the hand, those sheeple
they won't ever understand
that its nothing but a brand thats been put inside their heads
 
say:
taking money
getting money
so moronic
wow
 
chasing:
rings like sonic
stuck in comics
of their own demonic
power
 
green with envy you the hulk
depression hits in bulk
greedy you just missed the boat
 
//HOOK.i
no sane
chasing up the fame
creating
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
chasing up the green
like you climbing up
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
going with the grain
you a brick in
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
money on your brain
you be up against
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
 
//VERSE.ii
the walls are closing in like a closet
but yeh you want it, you got it
but now you trapped in your wallet
from everything that you wanted
now honestly nothing tops it
you know you've broken a promise
to younger you when moneys was platonic...
 
//HOOK.i
no sane
chasing up the fame
creating
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
chasing up the green
like you climbing up
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
going with the grain
you a brick in
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
money on your brain
you be up against
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
 
//VERSE.iii
the wall is the floor below you
parachuting in a corkscrew
sinking everyone by thinking every things about you
maybe power be amounting
maybe moving mountains
still the joker bound to be wearing clown suit
 
 
searching for sumn
while avoiding the chronic
feeling small like a hobit
drama from your trauma so common,
it got you fighting in comments
talking shit with your vomit
cus you think you're prophet
hailing from the deep cosmos
go take a ride on a rocket
your ego orbits a comet,
but waking up to a shocking
from paperclips in a socket
causing knots the your stomach
its so hot its atomic
you got it
right, no sane...
 
 
//HOOK.i
no sane
chasing up the fame
creating
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
chasing up the green
like you climbing up
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
going with the grain
you a brick in
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
money on your brain
you be up against
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
the wall
 
//OUT.iiviivix

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