Alphabyte - Binge

I float and I drift I'm quick to ponder the past like
Im fallin I pass lights I'm ballin my fist tight
This wall doesn't sit right the frame isn't fit I
Struggle this brick might flip if I click my
Switch and then hit drive emissions emit five

Wakin up from dreams where im slittin my wrists
The common issue is this I stress livin as if
Bein committed convinced this dream I'm chasin is it
I rap and pour out a fifth I lost a lot I admit It's hard to talk about shit
Thats hurtin crushin to bits I write these words for they split
They give me courage to spit It's a like a permanent gift
And I'm still learnin to mix I'm blendin sounds from the mist

I gotta pound with my fist Im talkin ounces to bricks
I'm tryna polish my wits I'm reading books I guess Lit
As my new apetite gets It's fuckin starvin I bit
They call me Alpha I rip I tare this beat with my grip
The fangs and claws are equipped their covered blood as it drips
I raise it up so my lips they catch it all and I lick
I watch it fall as I sip so then I swallow in which
That leads to crawlin against

The hall I'm hollow but dense I'm like a bottle that's rinsed
I've washed all of my sins my friends wallow pretend
That if I follow the trend of livin like there's no end
Then suddenly it depends they call it luck or it's Zen
But what I struck with a pen is more than upward revenge

You tryna fuck with this binge? Your sentence starts it begins
I got a lethal syringe I have it drippin from ends
It's double sided it's drenched from stickin eyelids my stitch

Experimentin with grips too I'm deep in the thick glue
I'm stuck man I can't move I'm up but I stand true
Bend bars like they bamboo imma star or a black moon
My average of stats prove that rappins a vaste pool
I'm rapid don't ask whose got passion to match you
Got acid in backrooms some tablets got hash too
Get sucked in this bad mood with luck I just pack two
I smoke then get back to

Talkin in ya ear as if I'm god and you fear
You think I'm far but im near you got that harbored up sheer
That fuckin rawness appears when it gets harder to steer
And every targets a mirror you gotta battle what's here
We got some demons this year we've never seen em it's weird

But we got dreams that interfere I bleed for reasons
The devil and God have made agreements
On my soul it's Even Stevens
I've come to grievance
Jesus why'd you leave it?
In this life I need you in it
These people I see percentage
Heart beats? More like beeps per minute

Written by:
Tynan Austin

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