Thoughts - Pound Cake/ Paris Mo...
• Written by Illusionist
Illusionist's Notes
Wrote this last night when I couldn't sleep. Venting and getting deep. I'll get this recorded as soon as I have a mic that isn't shit
[Hook: Timbaland] x2
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 1: DSG]
Since the beginning I seen a means to an end
The pen and the pad singing the scenes in my head
Ink on the page while I'm thinking in rage to bring peace to my breath
Rapping rhymes I wrote to express the things I can't say 'cause of stress
And when I'm laid to rest from my death bed I want nothing less
Than to be seen as a man who lived a life without regrets
Cause life's too short to be left behind by the rest
And I ain't lettin' dead presidents represent the things about me that's best
And I achieve my dreams by any means necessary like Malcolm X
Why I gotta be so fuckin' depressed?
I'm just wanting more from life so I'm making what's left seem like less
I ain't one to settle for never getting my adolescence
Right now I'm stressing cause the presence of blessings ain't been blessed
Awaiting the pressure of releasing a record but so far I vent
After sixteen years of messing I went to my father and asked why he left
He told me babies is precious but he ain't have space in his chest
I guess my lesson's learned, bridges burned, I live and learn
[Hook: Timbaland] x2
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 2: DSG]
Questions I been guessin' answered but now I got nothing to earn
Cause my two cents is spent and I ain't got shit for rent
No idea who I see in the mirror when I get dressed
My face expressionless as I reminisce
Living life as a pessimist really seem definite
But I get a grip and set sail on my ship, leave the docks to the sick
My ideas is pipe dreams but I never seem to let them go
Insomnia theme wake til the sun rise and nightmares ruin my highs
And sightseeing never been much of a boost to my ego
Thunder and lightning couldn't frighten me from the front lines
I write rhymes and spit the ma'fuckers at lunch time
In the deep snow or the sunshine
No matter how cold it go, y'all never freeze my flow
Ice in my veins already means I continue the show
You don't wanna slow this stone when it gets on a roll
And when the high declines you don't wanna know how low I go
[Hook: Timbaland] x1
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all
[Verse 3: DSG]
Yeah I'm a misfit, yeah that memo, I missed it
But I gotta lotta reasons to continue my mission
I gotta prove myself to myself cause that's how I wished it
Nobody else could have taken the wheel and gripped it
Real shit, I control my soul, my body, my spirit
That beautiful, chaotic silence, I hear it
When I close my eyes the world goes blind and I fear it
And when I dive from the roof the street goes silent but for the sirens
But I can't hear it
[Outro: DSG]
Yeah I wanna be better than getting by, so I'm getting high
Never forget the error but you gotta live your life
I wanna be better than getting by, so I'm getting high
All the night's dark seems bright when you got a light
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Illusionist
Member since September 1 2015