Cyne - Highs 2 Lows lyrics

Individual stars float in the ocean of God Rocking a pinky ring of Saturn while I'm visiting Mars Egos bigger than Jupiter are breaking the bars Holding me back down to Earth to physical laws Touching the moon, grace as I ready resume Comets flying through space bringing possible doom Blocking the sun, bring a holocaust on the world I'm talking back to Father Time, Mother Earth is my girl I got the wings of angels walking down the valley of d**h Watching my step, 'cause The Devil's never one to respect Come correct on the studio track, taking it back To the pen and pad, I blast the original rap Brother on the B-Boy tip, with Krylon spit I tag the charts with the graphical hits So who you f**ing with, arm leg led to arm head Snapping your neck back while you spit out a Pez I be the original son of a b**h, hurting your wrist 'Cause you spinning my sh** so much the needle skip Flip to the rhythm and reminisce, remember the days of '94 (Nine Four) hip-hop was a gift Words out of her lips came straight from the heart Never prepackaged or bought, or negative thought Peddle to consumers, magazines, and rumors Commercial spots turn real artists to looters Precise rap, rock and roll, n***a lets do this I'll float through those break beats with my maneuvers Yo regardless While I be moving swiftly through darkness Plotting, charting my path, I'm running, cutting my losses Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications And tribulations of my life of revelations(x2) Speaking to scorpions making my heart turn to porcelain That used to have a steady beat now its easily broken My coast and train of thought stopped emotions Welling at the core of my being causing commotion Need to release, 'cause the stress will tear me to pieces My love ceases and my thoughts break into leases The height of my life, but the strife making me leave this I can't beat this, going to God to defeat this Will he help, or do I have to do this myself? Alone and confused, the blues burden my health My eyes remain closed 'cause my highs are lows I'm feeling the blows of rain cause my pain is cold Now who am I, a man or a pawn in life? Living day to day, I pray am I wrong or right Losing my mind so maybe you can help me find The way to go so I can be leaving this pain behind Trying to sleep, "Sleep is the cousin of d**h," Said a wise man from Queensbridge, on beats he blessed Trying to rest, instead I rest my head On a pillow of hardships, misery is the bed On my back, I lie, I can see the skies Through the gla** ceiling, the reason tears drowning my eyes And I can't move, grief won't let me think My soul is dry; I crawl just to take a drink I made you blink, think like a visible man With mechanical hands trying to reach out to my fans Yo regardless While I be moving swiftly through darkness Plotting, charting my path, I'm running, cutting my losses Stumbling over unknown bumps and complications And tribulations of my life of revelations(x2) Yo viscosity of the hidden meaning between my words Thicken the plot, I caught hidden rhythms and verse I'm loading the hearse, you biting like a Dracula curse I'm bringing the worst of hurt like a sermon in church Pertaining to you, hurts just to listen to truth So you'd rather listen to lies, so you're living to lose I'm beginning to win, young man, master in sin Battle within, looking at The Devil and grin I'm flipping the script, walking on a journey and trip On the gurney they missed, and the fact that life is a b**h And I'm hating this sh**, losing blood, making me crip With stakes aside, bet, and I lost the grip Searching for bliss, with the razor over my wrist Needing a job but the drug test's checking my piss I'm looking through a window and seeing the immaculate conception reborn Peace in my core with seven swords, a knight in a war Looking to the eyes of the lord, calculating what more Seeing the signs of heaven nevermore The last matador riding the pale horse, losing my course Splitting the hairs, causing divorce Marriage unborn, I havoc in song, I stumbled upon Lost j**els of thought, thought to be gone Lost forever, I sever motherf**ers with letters Written in script, forward to the rap that I rip From the top of the lip, make a drink, taking a sip Then I'm gulping the sh** Falling deeper in the abyss...