Blurry Logic Relapse….relapse….
Who are you to judge? You know nuthin,
Better check the stats before you say somethin,
Relapse…
It's BlaQman baby!
Relapse…
Big Lecxs and Katie!
KT I got my poker face on twenty four seven,
With me you never know what is gonna happen,
Oh she's attractive and maybe sexually active,
But you don't know shit about me the fact is,
I am nuts, I could slit your fuckin throat,
Hang you upside down and watch you die slow,
You don't know I get outta control,
Ain't got no conscience I am so cold,
I walk alone and I have no fear,
I am in control take the wheel and steer,
All I fucking know is I don't belong here,
Where do I go? The road is not clear,
Get out the way here I come,
I'm a burning flame I blaze until the day is done,
Then when the sun comes up I'm still going strong,
You ain't ever gonna stop this angry blonde!
Lecxs My metabolism slows down my thought process
The more that I take in the more I can egress
Got a lot on my plate so I continue to be stressed
With the weight of we made it sitting on my chest
I changed up my zip code got labeled a sell out
Got an overseas connect so I could get the hell out
Felt pleasures of the wrong, hung wit the night lifas
Gained a new title, now I try to live righteous
Still impressed by Germans, the cars and the beer
But it can't wash away those I lost thru the years
And the planet keeps spinning, unsettling my focus
So I pray to heavens please God save us
Cause free will is great, but when I'm on
I never feel like a bishop, I feel like a pawn
And life is crushing me but I need to move on
This life or the next I continue to struggle on
Do I step into abyss, or into uncertainty
The past is the mirror of the things I should've seen
Missed opportunities, rewards that'll never be
Sometimes I feel so sick of being me
I'm like a coach you can find me on the benches
Sitting right behind me, yep, it's the misses
It's big Lecxs baby you know I crush all drama
Cash you used ta rule now it's obama
We fall down, but we still get up
From way back to front of the bus
Killing it on the mic, making ya choke
Expressing them rights since the right to vote
But we relapse, we relapse
We relapse, we relapse
But we relapse, we relapse
We relapse, we relapse

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