Obelus - Dream State

This shit is just a matter of pride
Watching four music groups I started shatter and die
Has made me honestly believe that maybe
I'm like the news your baby didn't make it
You don't know how to take me
Feeling like it's me against the world
Losing balance as it twirls
All I've got is my word, but if you decide to say it
And fall quiet for a moment; they won't care who you are
And you're haunted by who you were
Finally on my first body of work
I hurt these beats in the booth with blood on my shirt
I know I irk you nerds when I dismember a verse
And carry the rest of your track in the back of a hearse
Asking for feature and you're signing your death note
But best know you're hanging with the best rope
I get your bitch back in action like chiropractic practice
We enacting havoc - Obelus is back you bastards
It's like I'm walking in a dream state
I got this condition I can't medicate
Shattered lenses prove convictions of a broken frame
The diagnosis can change, but the image stays the same
Look at the picture I'm painting
A depiction of a god untainted
I bet that's difficult to hear, ain't it?
I'm in a pulpit with a full clip
I let the priest say his prayer 'fore I dump the first two in
And bury the motherfucker in the Garden of Eden
Or should I crucify him in it to let him know that I mean it?
I see the eyes on a statue of the Virgin Mary bleeding
In front of a bed of black roses
No funerals for demons
We finna pull the plug on this one
And remove your fuckin' intra-aortic balloon pump
In other words I take a motherfucker's last breath away
The illest shit you'll ever hit
You're gonna wish you had a third lung
That toxic obnoxious shit
Second-hand smoke in a box Chevy windows up and locked shit
Cross-fit in a tar pit
Xyklon B shipped directly to the fuckin oval office
I am the alpha, bitch fuck the omega
The rebirth of an era
Now I reign in terror
Must be inclement weather
There's no end to forever
And this anger is no stranger
Clinically diagnosed as a danger to myself and others
Sifting through all the clutter of this mind and I find
Letting them be right for once is much safer
It's like I'm walking in a dream state
I got this condition I can't medicate
Shattered lenses prove convictions of a broken frame
The diagnosis can change, but the image stays the same
I guess I should take it as a compliment
I flex now they all want a part of it
Why stress about the lack of acknowledgement?
Nobody's going harder, bitch
I don't want part I want all of it
I'm a day late and a dollar short
We can save face - every little pore
On my Ed Gein - such a fucking chore
Keeping track of what bitch makes up what part of my home decor
Dangerous - I wear a seat belt never
When I'm getting pulled over I don't buckle under pressure
It's personal like signing 'sincerely' on the letter
Taped to your forehead at birth stamped 'return to sender'
Fuck this
You were a mistake in the first place
You shoulda been aborted on your third birthday
So do exactly what the fuck we've all been thinking
And balance your fucking neck off of the god damn ceiling
It's like I'm walking in a dream state
I got this condition I can't medicate
Shattered lenses prove convictions of a broken frame
The diagnosis can change, but the image stays the same
It's like I'm walking in a dream state
I got this condition I can't medicate
Shattered lenses prove convictions of a broken frame
The diagnosis can change, but the image stays the same
STAYS THE SAME

Written by:
Tyler Horton

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