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bema's symphony - the 331 lyrics

[verse 1: fry]
when life been at the lowest it gets
i tend to flow and just spit
in the only moment i feel comfortable
inside my own skin
i barely talk and i’m just sipping
from this bottle of gin
listenin’ to my self pity
hopin’ to save the life i’m in
father turnin’ left and right
been servin’ snakes and servin’ dice
he either leaves his kids
or he’ll be hesitantly paying price
he chose the 2nd life, regretting it
now he tries to amend this sh*t
i ain’t lying, he еven spoke
tryna avoid his impending wish
whеnever life gets hard i punch sh*t
internally wishin’ that i would just punch him
but i ain’t violent, ain’t no tyrant
i been in my own silence
strugglin’ to control my life
and wishing i’d just stay in private
never had thoughts of death
now they overwhelmin’
anxiety spikin’
thinkin’ these pills ain’t helping
but even if they k!ll me
i can’t help but still be
lookin’ in this mirror
hopin’ these walls can feel me
i know these walls are deadly
i know these walls are friendly
contradiction is planning to tempt me
don’t let me be a better version of myself
‘cause i know at the end of the day this all won’t help
sh*t
i was never told to stop
so maybe that’s why i’ve seen my vanity drop
a different level to this
would leave my heart shattered in bliss
n, never introduced myself but i had cards i dealt
so, f*ck the sh*t i felt, i know
i.a.n, that’s the name
i know you’ll forget someday
but for now just say it loud, motherf*cker
you ain’t know my own struggles
guessin’ you ain’t solve the puzzle
i’m thinkin’ about my mental
you can’t take my mind for rental
i ain’t quit so soon, or that’s what assumed
i ain’t judging based on what you allude
i’m through, b*tch
[chorus: fry]
‘til the end of time
they’ll be reasons why
when you feel this don’t be afraid to cry
in these words tonight
you’ll see the reasons why
the greatest story is buried somewhere deep inside
‘til the end of time
they’ll be reasons why
when you feel this don’t be afraid to cry
in these words tonight
you’ll see the reasons why
the greatest story is buried somewhere deep inside

[post*chorus: j three]
i can’t keep living this lie, this life
so afraid of what gets left behind
i can’t keep living this lie, this life
afraid of what gets left behind

[verse 2: j three]
straight from the heart of a man turnt lion
straight from the heart of a man that’s dying
a man that’s trying
a man that’s crying
a man that’s spirit is broken
a man that hears all the voices
in his head and he’s offered two choices:
the lyrics and beats
don’t blow up from his tweets
clears up his schedule
records what he speaks
but n0body seeks the art that he crafted
the dragon inside him began to unleash
he’s in disbelief
the anger it courses
in college takin’ courses
well of course he is
vocal chords are co*rs*
he absorbs the source of pain around him
he’s porous
pouring out the bottle for enjoyment
f*ck carrying the torch, let’s destroy it
choices he’s made plague his rejoicing
no celebrations for painting his pain
toiled with obsessions based around his employment
the poison of vices he trapped in disappointment
gotta top what he did last time
or forget it, he quitting
why spit this sh*t
so much pressure on himself
clouds his vision, tunnel vision
visions of a version of himself
that ain’t afraid to make decisions
identity crisis, i’m sort of averting the person
that did this dirt to me
hurt me
cut my throat open
and threw dirt in it personally
the worst of these
he didn’t believe in evil
until it was her that was hurting me
reaffirmed my faith
because i met the devil
and she was just rehearsing with me
cursed with this disease
certainly not the only one
but the public don’t speak frequently of these cases
in case this case has been kept brief
follow suit
damaged keepsakes and constant feuds
in hot pursuit
of sanctity and sanctuary
safety, i’m dazed
to be completely frank and honest
took me time to come to terms with
each verse is an escape
from the start i’ve been rehearsing
the reason i began on this journey
was to document what’s been hurting me
and maybe help others
who feel silent but want to yell
attempt to reach beyond myself
i’m f*cking tossing in my cell
ain’t been able to sleep in years
in my head i hear the voices
i stand up for myself, b*tch
i speak for those that’s voiceless
[chorus: fry]
‘til the end of time
they’ll be reasons why
when you feel this don’t be afraid to cry
in these words tonight
you’ll see the reasons why
the greatest story is buried somewhere deep inside
‘til the end of time
they’ll be reasons why
when you feel this don’t be afraid to cry
in these words tonight
you’ll see the reasons why
the greatest story is buried somewhere deep inside

[verse 3: lq]
the things on my mind i can’t handle
sh*t is a handful
to give an example
my family in shambles
we falling apart
to the one’s that threw me to dark
i’m willing to give em my heart
b*tch, don’t start
i am the reason you smart
i am the reason you have a name
no matter the reason, i’m the one to blame
i am the reason you changed
from the broke outfits
to the vogue outfits
you wanted the fame
you wanted the praise i delivered
you tell me i’m mentally injured
b*tch, we know
sh*t, we know
you think you know my life
b*tch, you don’t
you think you have the rights to say my side
b*tch, you told
b*tch, you go
you tried but i see through your lies
you highlight my wrong’s
and its my time to use my sins to shine
you have to lose to win
i don’t have sh*t to prove to you
all i do is improve and improve and improve
by speaking the truth
i speak to the youth
come for my neck, i’ll put you in a noose
it’s lq you’ll see me on the news
hey, momma!
i’m on the tv, hoe’s tryna meet me at shows
i don’t got time to talk
baby, go take off those clothes
i don’t got time for the press
it’s always stress
never in the streets
only in the industry
they try and end me
but they’ll always envy me
i second guess
when i’m supposed to be feeling my best
i put in the work
but what is my work worth?
eight hour shifts
please god tell me
how does the world work?
we unsure, was cursed from birth
not heard unless up in a he*rs*
they want lq’s verse
they don’t care when logan hurts
used to play my songs in classes
now i’m preforming on stages to masses
i cannot f*ck with the past me
used to study kendrick’s work
up in the backseat
cops tryna pat me down
my own dad ain’t see me in a cap and gown
he capped
my family clapped i got the crown
i do this for bema to make her proud
i’m making this music, they sing it loud
now that i’m eighteen
i’m the man of my city repping chi*town
never used to winning
never getting pity
put the city on my back ‘cause sh*t get’s windy
that is a fact
i went on a different path
and that’s why they laughed
spending my money
i’m making it back
askin’ bema can you still see me?
i look to the sky
hoping she hear me
and lead me through all my life
i keep her strength inside
to keep head high
never letting pride get the best of my mind
let go all of the evil
i still hold you close
i’d k!ll souls just to hear you one last time

- the 331 lyrics

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