Lullaby

Chorus yo/scared that I will lose my flow/scared that I will lose my soul/scared I go ghost/before I go to blow/but keep that on the real down low/I only work/when I suffer/I compose/dumb enough to stick it in the prose/I fake every little bit of confidence I own/but keep that on the real down low V1 spit a little drama/inject through that armour/the problem is/I ain't got that good karma/wake up but the birds in trauma/used to sing/but they don’t like my aura/so I RIP them/don’t rely on nothing but the birds/and the bee stings/but the bee stings once/does a little jig/and then he’s out for the punch/and so I’m out for the count/mathematic man/trying to haggle with my doubts/but the vendor won't sell/poker face kid/with a hard line to tell/so I form like photons/move like a ghost squad/what you wanna know son?/papa’s got a brand new issue/given all the talent through my genes/but I misuse/so called underachiever/said it so much/I think I start to believe ya/so pick up the receiver/fates on the line/ but she don’t wanna leave a/*beep*/she don’t like to be recorded/somehow her voice always comes out distorted/or so they say/but they seem to talk a lot of s**t these days V2 they say that I’m obsessive/that my objectives are in the wrong direction/but I ain’t got protection/from the path/that I gotta go through/if only I could/only I could/only show you/I’m an android/going through the motions/automaton/Mr. Program The Oceans/and the whole wave cycle/deep blue eyefuls/the colour makes me mindful/and so I’m up to the brim/you don’t know what the f**k it is that I think/you only see what the record says do/so welcome to the firm/now the board owns you/and now they wanna own me/but if give ‘em that/that’s the end of my Z’s/and I sleep very nice/so you will never tell me what the f**k I should write/and put that in your pipe/smoke it/and take flight/become a free form/and be gone into the night/like shadows in the mist/jaguar man/diffuse into the mix V3 you told me stay the same/as you telling me to change/what the f**k are you expecting me to say?/I’ve been polarised so much/I don’t know if I exist/but keep that on real tight tip/I feel the vibes/and the swing of the motion/and I appreciate everyone in my focus/especially RB's/I learn to spot you motherf**kers now in half beats/but the crow sings on/you gotta listen real/real close/to hear his song/coz he don’t like a crowd/so when people round/he shuts his f**king mouth/and I like that about him/he ain’t here so the people surround him/he ain’t here for the stacks of the cheese/he's here coz he raps what he means/means/yup/and he means what he raps/I never trust a man I don’t believe in a track/I don’t believe what he spat/and let's just leave it at that