Axion 117 - Post-Apoca lyrics

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Axion 117 - Post-Apoca lyrics

[Verse 1: NDGO] My mind is lucid off this Lucy I don't contemplate, I'm only making music that I use To bring the calm my way and compensate for commonplace views And useless n***as who copy like hipsters stuck on buying Toms and sh** I got a problem and it's not with d** I got some drama and it's threatening to stop my buzz I got 99 problems and I ain't gonna solve em Mary Jane and 16s can keep me from departin' Started, they say I speak retarded But I'm a genius with a penis that will stretch out both the poles I'm sold - half to the devil, other to who knows I know that there is heaven but blood is in the gold Now ain't that redacted, in fact it's just half, sh** Maybe a quarter reported on something gorgeous We see that's demonic, me, he and Irahnik Be honest, when we spit this sh** the script is so harmonic [Verse 2: mUsa] I push bu*tons – leave it The kush puffing weekends In solitude I'm feeling depressed Cause all of you – Youth is drunk driving – Just f** life and party hard Party on – that's what they say But the disconnects alarming dawg Why should I stay true – In the world full of liars Thinking fires wouldn't blaze you – Never stop never halt never falter Never drop never pop never alter Your plan for no man Even if they hate you Yeah, like God damn – I'm so high but so low Maybe cause God's damned To close doors - I need a f**ing blueprint Nucleus confused Only colors that's diffused In my view is the blues Popping the pill – Cause reality's what I choose Stopping for real Cause my mentality's confused But f** it – Irahnik, me and NDGO Spitting on this endless flow Suicide, it's do or die Knowing in the end we'll go [Verse 3: Irahnik] Cannabinol, cannabis; let's exit this reality You animals are the vagabonds of the definition of insanity Vanity corroding my bones, I am a masterpiece Pablo Pica**o pa**ing the weed, no capacity It's a disaster, the blasphemy's catastrophic The fallacy's on the topic, this alchemy got me coughing While I'm living in a coffin, I'm lost in This world, I pa** the herbs, I twirl it around my index and my middle Toke and smoke a little Feeling pretty bitter, so I hit a lick and pop a little Ritalin It's riddling my mind, I probably shouldn't/ve gotten high But no hype, I'm in that cat, I nosedive And I'm high and I'm depressed, I'm weakening Featuring the best, I'm stressed, repeat, you eat urine Struck me hard again, I guess now I know repercussions Of my substance abuse, keep on using like it's nothing And I be on that other sh**, what you bumpin to? Buncha fools, mumbling dumb sh**, thinking that you coming through? Nah, I stay smoking and toking my potent I'm rolling up all my deep, when the fat lady starts choking You novices are full of sh**, I bargain just a bit Tryna change my dearth and inner curse by writing all of this The master plan, I put it right into effect No special effects, erect, I make that p**y wet But I am nothing

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