Suicide

[Intro] This ain't no suicide man Just trying to get high man It's all it is man Me, I want no D - nah And then you gonna see Yo, uh [Hook 1] You been sleeping for too long Hold on, it's time to unleash the beast He hasn't eaten in weeks We watched hip-hop get in soft Based around, all these internets beeps I ain't seen you geeks in the street where... [Verse 1 - Hyjak] You could see me, puffing my weed discreetly The street in the beat, I feel a demon beneath me I can hear basey telling me "take it easy" I can hear him screaming at the demon tell him to leave me Think I need a VB or shrink to speak to me Think I'm on the brink now, wait till I'm peaking Show you three easy steps to cheat death Busting out like a baby alien from Rippleys chest All this stress been invested is a lifetime lesson Write rhymes in blood with a knife so they don't like my Method cos I'm stepping, cos I'm rapping with a weapon Call kids out blind with nines ties But they reckon I should old enough to control this stuff Got a boulder on my shoulder, can't be controlled by cuffs Aye put the fucking things away before you hurt yourself I play with matches all day you think I burn myself? You think I returned my health, fuck I be drinking methylated all day In a rush to get myself cremated Walking down a runway, highway "Look Mum, check out the five truck pile up I made" I may, run through a red light, I don't drive, I mean I RUN through a fucking red light Play day, take me away to a better place I hope the weed is free, aye fuck it, time to levitate [Hook 2] This ain't suicide, I tried this two times before What for, I'm just tryna get high Are you ready to smoke weed? Ready to OD? Read to machete the melody slowly? x2 [Verse 2 - Rates] Can see me dreaming, nobodies waking me up It's take ages to break it apart, to fade in the dust The inner picture is perfect, my shell is covered in rust We live with awful images, we try to cover them up But still, dream about wake up covered in sweat I know I've done some evil things I say I'll mustn't forget Go to the edge of the world and I fucking plunge to my death I'm stepping back from the ledge, protecting myself from regret. I feel Life when i write nothing compares Like when I'm vibing and I'm blowing smoke up in the air Get my mind about it, write a rhyme about couple friends Feel I ripped a kids life from a mother who cares But now I, press play in the headphone Really want to let go I was different from the get go Forgetting everything they ever said to me I'd laugh Cos the past is just a piece of me that settled in my heart Kid you better listen hard, cos the way that you livin' isn't stiching up the scars Didn't fix it cos the system is ridiculous So we're just so different and so fast Marching through the mist and I hope it isn't dark And I walk through the mist while I blow smoke Hoping that I don't go, waking up sober cos I'm so stoned Never am I fall under courts I'm feeling distorted Feeling rorted, then I roll it up and kill it to the morning [Hook 1] You been sleeping for too long Hold on, it's time to unleash the beast He hasn't eaten in weeks We watched hip-hop get in soft Based around, all these internets beeps I ain't seen you geeks in the street where... [Hook 2] This ain't suicide, I tried this two times before What for, I'm just tryna get high Are you ready to smoke weed? Ready to OD? Read to machete the melody slowly? x2 [Verse 3 - Hyjak] Where your heart stops beating, stop breathing that meaning your probably About to leave your body I keep rolling, I told ya I keep stumbling back Cos these vultures are trying to die Hungry Jaks I got the pop sacks with pub rats and love to scrap I'm in the cut with some numbats, puffing a stack Higher like a truck driver doing a 9 to 5 I'm so high it looks like ya sky diving Unless you're down to survival with fire in my saliva I'm sitting by a fire hydrant using a type writer tryna write my will Tryna write my wrongs I'll be fighting till the government be lightin' a bong Before they leaving the whole continent incompetent Bunch of congress men without gaining recompresses On the eve of the apocalypse They watching us kick, someone with binoculars, someone bout to pop in a clip [Hook 2] This ain't suicide, I tried this two times before What for, I'm just tryna get high Are you ready to smoke weed? Ready to OD? Read to machete the melody slowly? x2