Visions

Adonis Tuman

Blow confetti we celebrating, the bottles ready
Shorty Kelly, she tossing it while she gimme Becky
Palms are sweaty with knees weak, and my arms are heavy
It's all too many—these visions and thoughts, it’s all too deadly
I feel erratic, I’ve had it, so now I grip the ‘matic
Bullets blastin’ so loud, now it just sounds like static
In the mansion’s attic, they were hiding frantic
I’m out for blood, this lust itching like I’m an addict
A single toast, the coat reading the circle gang
Militant significants, it's always fuck your claim
And fuck the fame, you can have it, never meant a thang
My circle tight like chubby fingers in a pinky rang
We move in silence; the violence is ever-growing
You hear the sirens surround you; your life is slowing
It’s like a science the way these chemicals glowing
We reaping souls from the bodies we were sowing
It’s the air; you could feel it in the atmosphere
We give em fear, catch a body, never shed a tear
Spread the news, give em clues, cause the end is near
Set it clear, how the fuck you think we made it here
We give em fear, catch a body, never shed a tear
How the fuck you think we made it here
It’s my vision, pen dripping, never Ghostwrite,
All a craft, been a student through my whole life
They ride a wave, and they switch it to the next find
Felt like living; we were dying out this whole time
This day and age, they celebrate a sell of fate
Change of pace to renovate for saving face
I meditate to elevate above the hate
But this fucking drank got me in a different state
Through my writtens, you could see the visions
Police killings as the first decision
Double-clicking is the new addiction
We, create a cult and this gen is the new addition
Who we, have become as we let it drift,
Are we, made to thrive or just made to live
You go, your whole life with these premises
Now us, and no one else what the circle is
It’s the air; you could feel it in the atmosphere
We give em fear, catch a body, never shed a tear
Spread the news, give em clues, cause the end is near
Set it clear, how the fuck you think we made it here
We give em fear, catch a body, never shed a tear
How the fuck you think we made it here

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