Luv (sic) pt. 1

[Verse 1] I love sickness, but only when someone's on the mic I'm love sick as, somebody who be alone tonight and loves pictures Sadder lookin' back at them now that the love's finished Trying to deny to himself that he loves Guiness Trying to be high so it helps that he loves piff, and Since he's at a low, doesn't help that he loves winnin' Never really knew just how hard that the love hit us Listen to my heartbeat - I think I would love stillness Just for a second to get perspective So everything comes out properly over the instrumental Blinded by the lines between lustin' and lovin' Mental be erasin' em so I just be tryna give it a pencil And of course my heart isn't something that I could lend you But giving it for forever is something I can't consent to Need to get to building instead of simply destroying The rules that've set the tempo for what is between my temples, cause .. A mind is a terrible thing to waste, and A life is a terrible thing to waste Trying to balance out the two at the same time Can put you in a rut that you would never want to face I remember all my days in the suburbs Riding to the projects to get the product and love her Now those days are fading like me and the days of summer And the days of constantly yearning to have a lover [Bridge] But I know that if your love calls me I'll probably be there Be there If only for a second If your love calls me I'll probably be there Be there If only for a second [Verse 2] When I'm spittin' There's never lyrical slugs missin' They tell me that I've got Nas lyrics and Slug vision I know that I've got Pac's spirit in blood written In a double helix, all that I lack is the thug vision, but I've been closer to the hood than the front of my car Close to being behind em 'steada spittin' the bars Close to being the island that was alone in the dark Surrounded by a sea of doubt and thought I'd never see shore But- I like to see the blood, I like to see the sweat Cause it reminds of everything that I gave, and all I'll get The inspired are inspiring But only if they act on their desire even if it takes perspiring And my pores'll be crying until I make it I'll become a martyr if it's really blood it takes For the sake of the thing I love and the things that I want to change Free your mind of all its worries and let it out of its cage