Young Rambo - hits to the brain

Take hits right to the brain
Feeling lifted
Don't feel any pain
Getting outta place
Stick to my lane (stick to my lane)
Cutting deeply
Hit the vein
Feeling trapped
I'm wrapped in chains
Carpet floor has many stains
Eternal light my soul it burns a flame
Accurate without an aim
Act like this right here's a game
Do you know my name
Name, Name
I'm just saying who it is and who I became
I had to change up
I could never stay the same
One day there was pain
Then a downpour of the rain
Sometimes that shit cuts deep and it engraves
I been feeling so helpless
Feeling so trapped
In order to live you gotta boss and adapt
To me it may make sense
Well why would I tap
When I'm going 12 rounds with this life
Yeah, that's facts
This shit is a mystery
I won't let it get to me
Been on this slope
Yeah, its way damn too slippery
Just like her throat
Yeah, I'm leaving an injury
Calling you G.O.A.T.
When you gaining these victories
How can't you see that the energy shifted
I do not noticed a thing I'm too twisted
Lots of this smoke, with lots of these liquid
Times running out, counting hours and minutes
I hear the tik tok
Yeah, the chimes are ringing
and the doors they won't unlock
I'm coming through your ceiling
I've been on a mission
Put me in this position cause
My head space feeling like a mental prison
So I
Take hits right to the brain
Feeling lifted
Don't feel any pain
Getting outta place
Stick to my lane (stick to my lane)
Cutting deeply
Hit the vein
Feeling trapped
I'm wrapped in chains
Carpet floor has many stains
Eternal light my soul it burns a flame

Written by:
Ramon Olague IV

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