Cult Classic - Icarus (feat. J. Diceman)

Something to get me by
Giving up everything that is priceless, yup
Priceless, yup

Got a new substance that I can try
Icarus isn't this high up
Isn't this high up

Something to get me by
Giving up everything that is priceless, yup
Priceless, yup

Got a new substance that I can try
Icarus isn't this high up
Isn't this high up

Sick of just talking bout struggle, yuh
Pour me a drink and I double it
Well aware of what is troubling
Chemical devil is bubbling
Clinical demon inside of me
Put on a blindfold then time to see
Ego death is goal of odyssey
Why am I bothering, honestly
Towers I topple them mindlessly
With addictive instincts inside of me

If I don't appease
Then I go to knees
Like Jehovah please
Get a load of me
Should I go to sleep with a rosary
Would it help me see
Would it help me be
I just want to scream, life inside a dream
Gotta clear debris to be feeling free

Mentally not where I need to be
Accidentally I need to drink to sleep
When I close my eyes I don't see the sheep
So I gotta alter my own chemistry
Mind and body no synergy
What the fuck has gotten into me
How can myself be the enemy
Maybe gotta die to convert the energy

Something to get me by
Giving up everything that is priceless, yup
Priceless, yup

Got a new substance that I can try
Icarus isn't this high up
Isn't this high up

Something to get me by
Giving up everything that is priceless, yup
Priceless, yup

Got a new substance that I can try
Icarus isn't this high up
Isn't this high up

(I done got)

I done got sober, now I'm done getting sober
Young, getting older and older
Grow systemically
Homie was a donor end up organic chemistry
Druggin like a symphony, acquire something riveting
Push like get big bands up aye
Six digits off Samsung
If these bitches throwing tantrums then I ash 'em like the cancer
Wearing second handed
Struggle like the bandits, like I flew and never landed

Everyday I wake up scared half to death
Not that overslept but that this might be my last
Hard to quit drugs when they ain't get me yet
Not surprised I guess
I suppose the highs and lows might tend to be a threat
Regret so minimal
I'm sauced interval
Not soft inner tho
Pot shot center skull (lets go)
Every week a different lull
Stacking hella digital
Only off residuals

Some say I'm too principal
Don't see how you ain't
We all got erased and we all get erased
Till the end of days I'll be living in a haze
Surely mystified and amazed
I decay

(dead)

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Cult Classic

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