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my mentality - patrick antonian lyrics

sooooooo.. many years of mental brain strain still not enough i feel seel of the cuffs trying to restrain me. push me over the limit trust me i’m not timid spit at your face, get drunk looking for cops, im still on that chase. come and find me iv’e broken your rules i’m not afraid of you been those goons. i got something i got to say, fuck it, it’s not even worth my time a day specially my time of night. herding cattle that take more than half they life to find a golden light. we roll tonight, frontline build with a soldiers fight. its substance my crew got mad shit you can’t fuck with bei ru master of the soul, play your role puppets. yeah its just surface based give-and-take yeah it’s just a surface-based give-and-take we all speak but don’t communicate pretend to relate is just service-based give-and-take

the empowering evils of the earth are trying to get a grip on my soul and it’s about take toll, no matter how positive that i try and theres always something that’s posing a threat, causing me to put up my defenses it intensifies my struggle thoughts stressed move to hustle hustle. im tired of being caught up in the worlds bubble. can i ever find an escape?

catch me at the up high for real strapped certain bulge on my hip, you know the steel packed. half of what you give is what you live for, dying in the process while haven’t thoughts like what i k!ll for. certain questions that i can ignore, dodge death feeling like a matador travel down a fragile road, waiting for something to catapult i can’t sing along big silence ima run big mileage until my bodies final retirement. im always on roll, i set that pace so i appreciate situations that help me get away. mostly in mind cause budget is tight for now i write without the slight bit of worry, concentrate flying scripts of fury i’m not the white hype type, skin tone is not a gimmick. break brimstone crashing past any forms of any limits. i heard a false witness speak highly of faulty images like everything in my field of vision is. i want the truth natural, like when i have a child, many blessings to keeping count while they run around. i heard the sound of destiny knocking on my door yesterday morning plus i headed it’s warning. vague memories of an innocent child battle now with a positive soul stuck in this wild life. check my fact file, under pressure but won’t dial out. forever running through the mix of this madness

keeping a heavy gas mask, looking past the stars, odd is an axe pic, a crow’s beak that constantly follows me. strange is a land fill that is bottled and hollow. it’s quite a site to experiences, while millions of civilians change face like chameleons, but wanna return back in your life as the same idiot. can i ever find an escape?

i picture my future in front of a fire with nothing uptight, lounging with a love thats my type, all financial problems in hindsight, marvin thats playing all night understand how vibe life. a lone wolf thats always stressin his code, it’s an investment of soul through this desolate road. untold, remains so, remain bold, only through music obtain oath. divide the fine line, 5’11’ hightide, thats drowning a time line in truth, lets get it loose to the rhythm of that bei ru boom/bap, human show your click a clip, clicka clak, back up back up. 2 shots, ill omens in your area, 33 and a third will be the bullet that will burry you. i try to sell the sights of this golden life. though the poems that i write. keeping it wrong, but right!

trying to get universal by being personal submersed in a 90 percentile half murked, lurch society. one deity comprised of dire needs where desire suffers the pressure of the survival speed. deed, doc-ments breed dark corners that leads straight to the prophet of the so called elite. can i ever find an escape?

- patrick antonian lyrics

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