MILLION MAN MARCH ft. Sensei Sol, Godinho, T Clipse & Loneninjah Lyrics

I've been lost in translation

At this point niggas feel vacant

Out the window who the fuck peeking

Inner conscience stay screaming

Can't believe it I stay sinking

Gasp for air meters in the deep end

In my fortress of solitude it's better I'm alone

Got a couple of screws loose

I'm smoking till I'm happy but how long will that shit last me?

Foot on the gas and the brick wall is ahead of me

Never pull back move forward like a centipede

Crawling out my ear going mad like Ken Kaneki

Black wings black teeth tar stained lungs

Eyes bleed nose rot with cuts on my tongue

Words slice deep maybe worse than a blade

Paint these strokes of death you can start to call me Slade

Depression creeping up I'm feeling peace in the rain

An almighty push will help get me through this pain

I tend to look for dreams that are hidden in the leaves

Never leave the tsukuyomi this a better scene

Turn the lights red and begin to feel the rage

Ghosts of my home let me go and burn some sage

Reminded of my past every time I wake up

So I never go to sleep, more coffee in my cup

No rest for the wicked still haunted by my guilt

Destined to destroy everything that I've built

Fashion nigga walk up in the function with a kilt

Smoking everyday so I can try and feel the thrill

Dennis Anderson bury bodies I'm the gravedigger

Barrel at my temple and my finger's on the trigger

I wrote you a letter I hope you get it

Life goes on regardless of what the message

I can't please the public my thoughts escape and I let em

Head high chin up confident when I'm stepping uh

I'm from the Den so it's obvious what I'm reppin

Do it for the Zen I been pushing us up for leverage

Thought that we was friends but I'm sorry its cut and severed

I burn bridges I can swim in any weather uh

My shadowboxing against me

Moving stealthy like I been picking pockets for pennies

Don't know how I got here it's six o'clock and I'm dizzy

I don't need nobody I'll send em off if they let me

I ain't riding waves I'm sending shots at the levees

I ain't getting caught I can't share a pot with a celly

I bossed up so it's a given that they resent me

Please don't tempt me please don't tempt me please don't tempt me

Had to switch it up because the match up wasn't straight

We was in the cut smoking backwoods to the face

Now it's straight paper lil grabba for the taste

Just know I keep it raw ain't no swishers like I'm Dray

Been rolling with the clique you can call it copy paste

Erasing my mistakes by going harder everyday

Times be getting tough, I keep my head up and I'm straight

But this life can break you down it's getting harder every day

I ain't pessimistic but my realism be chasing me

I think it's getting better but this life can feel like make-believe

Maybe all these systems causing schisms in my sanctity

At times I'm feeling bitter like this strife ain't worth my sanity

Gotta keep it pushing no escaping hard labor

Ain't no substitution for consistency it's plenty

Though my dreams ain't lucid they got a distinct flavor

They can call you foolish but in time they gonna envy