Road Trips

Feeling like evil is taking my mind
Not feeling regal I'm fighting for life
They ask for the sequel I put it in rhymes
Losing patience I just been ready to die
But I wake up by the first light
Still can't mitigate still can't find
A reason to live got no life in my eyes
But the cross enlarge as I take as I take my time

Fuck all of the snakes and the veins without scars
I been using a knife and I'm keeping it sharp
I been fighting the tide but I'm using my heart
I'm just tired of life they said I would go far

I'm aging and saying it's different bars
Boutta jump straight from the porch to yard
They facing destruction I'm playing my cards
Royals run Noble Arms

Never gone fuck with the shit you say
You lie that's why these artists decay
I just wanna bank from dropping these tapes
I don't play games or sip chardonnay

I'm in the forest
Smoking Kush that's Orange
Yall can't pay for my performance
All I really want or need is a source of florist
Yall was living off of rations while the royals eating porridge
Crazy my discography is so enormous, every single song is gorgeous
Sick of these forces
Rather take time get mine from the forges
Most of you cap rappers failed from abortion
I'm just gone laugh as these pills eat your fortune

But I swear I seen that before
Breaking these racks to cop some more
Calling them out now I'm abhorred
Warchiefs be menacing plans of dark lord

I been fighting through hordes of orcs in the storm
I'm the forsworn Warlord coming with four swords
Traveling Mordor stuck cause they all want me under the floorboards still I move forward