untitled - keze lyrics
[intro]
in anthropology, liminality is the quality of ambiguity or disorientation that occurs in the middle stage of a rite of passage, when partic*p*nts no longer hold their pre*ritual status but have not yet begun the transition to the status they will hold when the rite is complete
[verse 1]
i got a god complex and suicidal tendencies
these motherf*ckers really wanna get into me
sh*t, i tell ’em pull up, they probably enemies
all these rappers at my neck, make them swim with anemones, yeah
electric shock, it’s not my fault
that your b*tch like my c*ck
when your sh*t flop like the market stock in 2008
n0body is safe, watch they faces break
i may be late but at least i’m worth the wait
[verse 2]
lately, i’ve been thinkin’ ’bout all this f*ckin’ sh*t
not entirely sure where my body’s gonna sit
after i pass, been losin’ my religion like rem
got me questionin’ my every step, like who i am
where am i?
this black hole suffocatin’ me, i can’t see
self*esteem lower than z in abcd, b*tch, it’s keze
but my name don’t ring a bell no mo’, as the story goes
i’m still gettin’ over incidents from years ago
my brain is damaged ’cause i’ve smashed it on books before
i didn’t know how to self harm but i wanted to cause pain
so i did it to my brain
now i can’t think properly, now it’s hard to f*ckin’ see
my own worth in this world, out my ears i bleed
yeah, i’m the c*ckiest f*cker that you’ll ever meet
i don’t understand why it just ain’t f*ckin’ plain to see
my mind playin’ tricks on me, i can’t see
who i really am, the real me
all i know is you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
you who i wanna be
i don’t wanna to be me
you who i wanna be
[verse 3]
there’s blood on the ceilings, there’s blood on the walls
i be spinnin’ the drain, i be takin’ the fall
what if i’m dreamin’ and what if i’m f*ckin’ not?
is this reality or am i just a motherf*ckin’ cog, what?
my body radiatin’ energy, believe it b
my ego larger than the motherf*ckin’ seven seas
illegal roadsigns, drivin’ in the wrong way
these rappers f*ckin’ suck and i’m not talkin’ good ways
gotta get this wack sh*t off my f*ckin’ brain
makin’ out with the bottle just to numb the pain
been starin’ at the screen for hours and you’re on my mind
i can’t go to sleep, though, i’ll be terrified
’cause when i go to sleep, all i think about is you
you the reason that i make the choices i do
i’ll put you to my cranium and take away myself
how you tell your best friends that you wanna k!ll yourself?
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