Vel 9 - Walls lyrics

[Verse: One] This is something serious misses Loveliness near us, interrupting it steers us Yet touching it fears us, yet its nothing Periods start to question marks that are left Cutting in between the line will force your letters Blend inject, vein habits into ya main habit Truth will unfold a heavy blanket like ya main rabbit Shoulder shrug, smoking on ya boldest nug Contemplating the escape of pain without Any medicinal sort of drug You're bored, so you rock with heavy metal Lustrus chemical element in the lightest form essential Vital and crucial to any sign of the truth Used to be organic vitamins floating inside of you Now its d**h, and its bound together in a small bundle New feelings are to be buried by an old shovel, hold nothing Anything that forceful, must be offensive You're on the fence of acting apprehensive You're pensive awaiting your own sentence You're the judge, the bailor, the lawyer You're own suspect, defendant? do you have any last words to say? Yes I'm sorry for being sorry ok I said I'm sorry for being sorry ok But no matter how many times it's said It doesnt mean sh** if you can comprehend whats inside ya head [Hook] Stuck in the walls.. Stuck in the walls.. [Verse: Two] f**ing acting like it ain't happened is just hara**ing you Fake funkin' until you asking for truth So you can be max at ya groove Pa**in' your facts in your rap so smooth But your past don't move, neither can you If you ain't asking for loot And f** a government revenue Baby keeping it off of the grip Making the side money is fun But its not enough when you're having a kid But you ain't got to worry about that yet You're just a kisser, a teaser, no pleasing Cus you got a main squeeze and ya juice is delicious at home You just like to wine taste some different tones Bulks of grapes, they feed 'em to you like most of your slaves Stuck in a phase, your feelin' disgustin' for days Bustin' your name is already tiring at such a young age It must be a phase, ya lustrous ways Hush of the day you f**ed up your name Bury it in your secret garden, the roses bloom backwards in this yard Who knows why they like to live large and then they miss they mark Life is easier under wraps , cus the words of the beauty Take it away like a map and you lose your direction and truly miss your view So your posted in the garden, practice wall, aerosol and talk of your involvement Spraying the truth instead of your name, jail is more livid inside of your brain But you dont mind it all of the time, at least you got the walls to listen Layer after layer of paint, the truth shall fossil inside and glisten [Hook]