Chaos - 100 lyrics

[Hook] As I look into the sky Thought about a hundred things to do before I die Mama it's ok your baby boy gone be alright And living's better if it's life La da da As I look into the sky Thought about a hundred things to do before I die Value every breath it till it all escapes my lungs Let the good die young La da da,La da da da, ohhh As I look into the sky Thought about a hundred things to do before I die Before I see the other side I suffer and coincide My d**h with younger breath and hope for those alive 18 with a rap sheet never known to strive When he get out swing harder down to his only strike Bowling it's weird cuz he tryna dodge the pen Instead of going for strikes he let the enemies win Rolling will all my friends done taught to take a hit Now my only fight is against my thoughts of just making it Never said it was gone be easy believe me you're gonna struggle You'll get so caught up in leisure you'll scream because no one loves you The pressure of all the people around you when you are cuddled The succubus k**s your trust and lust begins causing trouble Reflect back on the kid with a rap sheet I'm the same Only difference wrote it myself, helps me to show the pain I'm going toward the pen, ascending toward the fame And I doubt that'll ever change The nineties breeding a monster My fam not eating I conquer I sink my teeth in the lava To spit hot speech at this concert Lead my people to water, and hope I teach em to drink You lost at C.H.A.O poke the dream watch it sink Never feeling accomplished, writing a bucket list Listening to all of my thoughts read my writtens beyond the crypt If it is saga if it didn't exist Let the truth be in audition exist only on the disc [Hook] I'm just an a town kid with nothing special about me Doubt me throughout the years and my profession is cloudy Alchemy made me big renovate the surroundings I'm Malcolm verses the pigs they'd be better without me Shouting CP songs on repeat till I only speak through ouljas I'm Luigi Russolo make Art of Noise on every CD And on TV, they can see me take a bow can never read me Follow evil where's it leads me just to say veni vidi vici Can a defeat be done peachy if a ma**acres involved I left my challengers in atmospheres I'm NASA's one to call Left my balance to an amateur and cash became dissolved And if I have it then they had it too, I matched with all of ya'll Naw I'm sick of tryna blend in with the norm Uh I'm different I'm sitting in below the swarm Uh I need a new approach to attack with the words I wrote And be twice as deadly to those who doubted that I was a goat Eloped to this music business with horace upon my back With a knack of every rap cat go following in his tracks But that's not me, 5 fingers of d**h I've been attacked by three 5 warlords suggest I could've matched Ali 3 fingers attack me middle, pointer finger ring Point they fingers eff the world loves a lie another dream Wanna live before I die I didn't need 100 things As I look into the sky