Gambit - Rift

To what dimension can we go?
I've been spitting rhymes since I was a tiny embryo
Foolie's medulla oblongata's tenser than his ventricles
Extensive flows stem from the holes of his pensive soul
Whether you're friend or foe you can't ignore the animal
Standing in front of your mantle and dismantling your antelope
You cannot cope so abandon hope or I'll man the probes
I ran the globe, Gambit scans your lobes and then he's ghost
Most of the damaged folk are standing broke
Branded, woken, stranded on a damned planet and then they croak
And so I manage to grab the pen with the hand I wrote
Then create a stanza to penetrate 'em like endoscopes
Took me a while to realize I wasn't bluffing
Used to not believe in anything, now I believe in nothing
So I'm slowly rolling this boulder huffing and puffing
Up a mountain that it only rolls down hoping I'll toughen enough
To get buff enough to pump my muscles or something
To make the weight of gravity a tad less crushing
But then again maybe adrenaline rushes
Will come and flush my empty head to make me better at pushing, ha
I'm really sick of when I'm hearing appearances
Of the clearly transparent adhering to the mysterious
I'm serious, I don't see the appeal to it
And I ain't feeling it

(This may come as a shock to you)
But I'm a rocker whose empire is impromptu
That's why I got the juice, bitch I'm flyer than a cockatoo
I am not gon' lose or drop the fuse to cocky dudes
Who been pimped in the industry that service them like prostitutes
Okay, I'm only honing my own way
And don't pick up calls at all regardless what the phone say
Either I'm going crazy or something important escaped me
But I'm sure and woulda sworn the rain is pouring lately
I never pick battles, the shit happens to find me
I been babbling blindly, you didn't have to remind me
This kid's existence begins back in the nineties
And since then I ain't convinced it's intending to treat me kindly, oh well
I guess I'll find the entirety of society
Fine in its notoriety for fire and anxiety
Within addiction sits the miserly entirely
So I've been kind of fighting with some crippling sobriety
As far as I can see it's time for me to find the secret
Hiding tree of life, begin climbing and try to find a seed
So when I plant it and then expand to the highest reach
The entire planet gon' understand what I'm tryna be
Don't you cry to me, write a line in your diary
I'm a higher being, feast your eyes on me with piety
In the entire central finite curve
Of interdimensional realities, nobody else is nice as me

And you don't stop
Yes yes y'all, and you don't stop
And you won't stop
And you don't stop
But I'm gon' stop
But I'm gon' stop

Written by:
Jacob Cunningham

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