N.U.M.B. - Ten Toes

I feel like I'm emotionless anymore when I try,
I would have to be hopeless if I was
willing to die, but I'm not,
I'ma come back with a head count when I rise,
You could call it the underground, I'ma call it demon skies,
A real demon tries while the angels don't
even bother,
They want to watch me fail while I'm trying to be a father,
The old me's dead and gone and the new me defeat a vision,
I'm just trying to raise the roof while I'm asleep without a ceiling,

And we wake up every morning expecting to see the healing,
When we skip the stepping stone at the crossing roads to our feelings,
What started as a hobby turned out to be simple reasons,
We gave up on the dreaming and gave in to our reality,
And wake up every morning expecting to see the healing,
When we skip the stepping stone at the crossing roads to our feelings,
What started as a hobby turned out to be simple reasons,
We gave up on the dreaming and gave in to our reality,

Ten toes to the battle scene, I'll ride until I die,
If you ever try to battle me it's ten toes to the sky,
A penny for your thoughts while I got 99 problems
I'ma give you my two cents and then I think I'ma rob it,
I'm taking it back before they title me a profit,
Living in my conscience I'm leaking it like a faucet,
Now I'm looking out the window trying to keep my mind on topic,
Surrounded by the pain and the stress of an empty wallet
Calling me insane but on a track I'm like a train,
Said I couldn't change call me solo now call me
Jay,
Said it's short for Jekyll I'll hide it before they claim,
That I'm never gonna be the one of my kin to rise up in fame,
Now I'm on a level with rules that I've gotta break,
There's a beast inside my brain on a chain I can finally tame,
Rearranging everything that I was taught to be a great
Motivated by the thought of my daughter without a shake

And we wake up every morning expecting to see the healing,
When we skip the step and the stone at the crossing roads to our feelings
What started as a hobby turned out to be simple reasons,
We gave up on the dreaming and then gave into
our reality
And we wake up every morning expecting to see the healing,
When we skip the step and stone at the crossing roads to our feelings
What started as a hobby turned out to be simple reasons
We gave up on the dreaming and gave into our reality,

Building up a wall around my kingdom i feel safe,
Letting bridges burn and the ashes turn into gray
If you bet that i bested i put an end to that sentence,
When they tested my investment i excelled with attendance,
Now they stab me in the back, now they begging me to stitch it,
The old men's dead and gone with like two simple incisions,
Call it what you want i'm a king that's on a mission,
Ten toes on the grave of a man who done lost his vision,
Blinded by the dead and still i'm walking with the living,
Begging for forgiveness i don't think that i'll get it
Because i chose to take a path that had never been finished
And now i take a look around and i don't see any witness
There's a lesson that i'm fighting i can't lose if i go stray
I never defeated the demon inside of my mind i'm entertained
It's time to take a swing or i'ma strike out anyway
Like i'm stuck inside a dream no matter what i can't escape

But we wake up every morning expecting to see the healing,
When we skip the step and stone at the crossing was to our feelings,
What started as a hobby turned out to be simple reasons,
We gave up on the dreaming and gave into our reality,
And wake up every morning expecting to see the healing
When we skip the step and stone at the crossing roads to our feelings
What started as a hobby turned out to be simple reasons,
We gave up on the dreaming and gave into our reality

Written by:
Jeremy Berrellez

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