Relta - Dreamscape lyrics

[Verse 1] Dreamscape is a place where the dreams unfold Stories of the misfits seem untold Then I try to tell it and they block me out Or block me in, come on, let's not pretend I'm the enemy and if you're feeling me then we can link up Got a cause, represent it, need to speak up Geeked up, no sir, not doing this for exposure Keep it moving, everything is kosher What am I doing talking about a fictional reality? A fallacy, they test my faith and see if they can rattle me Then hopping on my back and try to check if they can saddle me Happily throw away requests if they try to battle me This is where I started at, where my heart was at Heart attack, died to self, don't miss a part of that Everready, scratch in confusion, cause they were never ready Tech, technicality, call a foul and we, RIOT Try it, they don't want share of this stock Nah, they don't want to see us at the top Nah, I'm not at the top, it doesn't matter Ascending to it, drew from the fluid of Jacob's ladder Speak and then I hope that they break down into compounds Used to be an amateur, me and music are fond now A fawn led to the pond and now I BUCK SHOT Can't, comprehend what I'm saying, well wait and just watch Messenger of The Covenant, steady running it You keep on running, but really what is to come of it Deep slumber, sleeping until the end But when it ends, then a whole 'nother chapter begins Really, take it, one step, at a, time, and start with a clean Slate, our perfect little reality, is heresy, that's Dreamscape [Hook] That's Dreamscape x4 Dreamscape x7 DREAMSCAPE! [Verse 2] Oh me, lost in the music, two parts to the heart, I don't want to fuse it Lose it, they go, Ham and stupid, egh, but their rhymes are stupid Go ahead and check out their lyrical content, just spitting out words It's lyrical nonsense, in my head, composing in my lyrical conscience Consciously thinking of lyrical, bomb kits Boom, bow, boom, biggity, bow, boom, bimpitty bapping They might as well give you the beat instead of the rapping Not capping, just making a point, but oh well If they seem intelligent, maybe they won't sell Shells, scattered, go ahead and pick a pattern Pick your favorite rapper, put that rapper in a wrapper Sell him until he loses his self, it doesn't matter Right, get his head bigger than all of Saturn Not for me, I try not be, the little sell out rapper They want the lock and key, then trying locking me into a cage But I won't fit, despite my size, but I approach this Movement with a decree, working, on this, music degree College isn't stupid to me, it's just, too, many, notes Oh, writing in the middle of cla**, like my bad People talk about how I'm looking like my dad Why, am I talking about this This, is further than lyrical nonsense They, really can't, cla**ify what I am, like a cheesecake Random thoughts, but the words make sense This is, day Dreamscape [Hook] [Verse 3] Explain, insane in the membrane, kick game is kinda decent, yup Cypress, Attack On Titan, Jesus Christ is the light and the beacon, yup Ever so incredible, a spectacle, not a speckle Much love to the kids that get picked on and heckled Popularity, is overrated, so forget about it We can reach for the wrong things and the wrong place When we're lost or our visions clouded, shrouded in peace and joy My reason won't be destroyed, bet Lucifer loses his footing whenever we deploy Aww man, back on track, I'm here Still don't feel like I match my peers Still don't feel like I match my years Yeah, oh, well My mind state is on something else and oh my, what a wild place Sorry for my rambling, I'm hoping you like Cloudscape (rambling) [Hook]