Each of us lives, dependent and bound by our individual
Knowledge, and our awareness
All that, is what we call reality
However, both knowledge and awareness are equivocal
One’s reality might be another’s illusion
We all live inside our own fantasies, don’t you think that’s true?
My fangs is Tommy like a cobra
Call me when I’m sober
Lead me to the desert and feed to the vultures
I’m a dead man and I blame it on my culture
.44 in hand and it nevеr see the holster
Keep ya mask on cause thе cameras never falter
Chasin’ for the fame is like chasin’ for a bolter
Musashi technique, a pill in my teeth
If honor was a man, then that man ain’t me
I would murder yo clan just so yo eyes could see
Wrap you up like sushi, tsubame gaeshi
Roll a spliff, mixin magic in my tea
Stinger on my tongue, but I don’t speak, bumblebee
I keep a needle in my pocket so the threads stay seamed
I’m honin’ out my aura like I’m stackin’ up my gleam
10 times 10 folds, bleed it out, let it weep
Lay the hammer on my soul, so my will is never weak
Drop me in the river, let me drown, let me sleep
I’ma junkie in the dark but its knowledge that I seek
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