Komatose (Horrorcore) - Realest sh** lyrics

[Intro: Self-Conshus] Conshus Going in on this... Too sentimental Reminiscing about the old days *Chance the Rapper adlib* sh** ain't ever gonna be the same [Verse 1: Self-Conshus] (It's like) Man I really miss the old days Where we would watch cartoons and we shoot the hoops all day Quarter water and a group in my backyard I would give it all to see my main man Charles Things ain't never been the same I'm caught up in a life where there's nothing left to gain And I'm struggling So do I drop the mic and start with drug hustling Sell out on my dreams for the green from my government Pa** the herb because I need to get my mind right Dropping stones in my sleep for this lime light I just pray to god I make it when the times rights Told the devil he can step up out my lime light I'm the son of man with a plan and my rhymes tight I can even feed a dick to a blind dyke Doing hand stands for your man and a Klondike Paraphrase it because that sh** ain't even sound right Blasting off like rockets with murder on my mind A premeditated physic who is only righteous Aiming for your mind When I spit these deadly bullets Yelling "run the sh**" my gun go click was I the one to pull it I'm having amnesia All I see is cop's lights then I have a seizure Damn this was never in the plan I got street struck with me thinking I'm the man only for a gram (and) [Hook: Self-Conshus] This the realest sh** I ever wrote And I hope that you can vibe to it Getting lost in marijuana smoke But don't you ever call this high music I need to balance out my lows Did I take the right rode? I don't know I need to balance out my lows Did I take the right rode? Only god knows [Verse 2: Komatose] (Yo Balance em Uh) And I guess it's my turn Stay fly with my guys who bite the piper For reeling in some unreal sh** Smite the vipers Getting high just to get by and this what I burn I earned this sh** You earned urine burning from all the dick You been giving to chicks Ridden a b**h With HIV tips This is unreal for these kids What has weed did I mean done, for fun we run dumb Good memories, hear us roll like drums I mistake myself for others in better positions Bust on lots of women and crush the opposition Christen the ending of my mission with victory juice Mystery in the booth, I do this in memory of Proof I'm a homeless homie who ropes in nobody Smoking lonely while the potent reach my nose, G My feet cramp up cause I walk all the time Unwind cause I'm binded together by my mind and time Fine lines crossed when I spit it like Nas Rapid fire for your desire, forget it, I'm dying (man) [Hook 2: Komatose] This the realest sh** I ever wrote And I hope that you can vibe to it Getting lots of marijuana smoke But don't you ever call it high music I need to balance all my lows Did I take the right road? Only God knows OxyContin and a robe Is this the life I wanna live or am I playing myself for a dope? [Outro: Komatose] Need to balance all my lows Too many lows On my shoulders sh** is like boulders Sold my soul for a can of Arizona Ice Tea Why me?