JayCea - Through The Storm

Lacerations to my face, mumble when I'm speaking
Tried to hold my ground, pouring out bleeding
Ten stitches in my mouth, wire I'm feeling
Gotta use a straw for my meals when I'm eating
Put me under morphine so I can't feel the muscle ripping
So I can't tell while he's operating if he did or if he didn't
Cut the tissue, flesh fall away, never seen again
I thugged that shit out cause I'm different, you the median
Help me through the storm
God guide me through this
What'll it be?
Will you check in or spread more lies about me?
Go behind my back since you can't say it to my face
You want me to start the conversation?
Know your fucking place
I'm in a different zone when it's come to how I deal with shit
Cause wire tastes different once you get used to feeling it
Chewing's a little hard when you can't open your mouth much
When blood pours out if I even try to laugh at stuff
How's it feel to get stitches raw? I said test it
I turn losses into wins, I might be dyslexic
Press the button if you need anaesthesia, I ain't pressed it
I just left it, let him
Do his job, no sedation, I faced it
Face it, you don't get the picture, you trace it
Tasting, metallic blood rushing out headed
Going for the nearest exit, I let it
And I said the realest shit, the realest shit, you don't get it, and
Let this remind you who said it
Who said it?
Who said it?
Is it set in stone? Who set it?
Help me through the storm
God guide me through this
What'll it be?
Will you check in or spread more lies about me?
Go behind my back since you can't say it to my face
You want me to start the conversation?
Know your fucking place

Written by:
Aaron Mizzi

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