Thoughts From A Balcony (Remix)

JV SMG [Verse 1: J. Venom] Got sweat on my back like a layer of frost I'm something raw, like I'm fuckin' Lara Croft Got dreams to make money like I'm Microsoft So start buying stock before I start taking off Fuck the past, this the new wave of the golden age I think to myself as I'm walking off stage Anyways, I'm past the days of minimum wage Spitting hard until I choose to fuckin' disengage I'm at the age where I really don't like much Beyond hip-hop, heroin, and maybe a little muff Maybe some dark with a little salt in it Some cloudy sake, and man that's about it Doctor doctor, I don't know where to begin I can't walk outside without some pills in my hands Ya'll say that it's just a bit of anxiety But why do I feel like fuckin' jumping from this balcony? Maybe a cap of Psilacetin will make me feel better Trip balls so hard I meet god and we talk bout the weather See trees wave into shapes that I have never seen And watch water fractalize into patterns like moon beams I'm fading out, maybe another shot will help So I take enough to feel like I'm not myself Old timers talk like this shit's some growing pains But when the fucks it end? I'm 24, shit's still the same J. Venom SMG Global Network [Verse 2: Dextro] Thoughts from this man, what did ya'll expect Still get respect, still fuckin' uglier than shrek We bless text over beats, it's hiphop, scripture She said she loves my rhymes, in due time I'll flip her Rip it up, rip her up, man I do not give a fuck No Delay, NAC, fake cats are out of luck, that's whats up Man we coming for that crown Even if it's made of thorns yo I'll never put it down Don't come around sucka, cause you'll catch a couple hundred blows Haters talkin trash and leave with broken nose It's all about the flows, glow brighter than mr. burns Taking four tokes of the spliff because I missed my turn shit Ya'll be leavin in an urn, and I'm turnin into ashes Dextro, sky high, burning all types of hashes Fuckin classic, ya'll are fuckin spastic Half of these rappers are fake fucks like plastic Ya'll ain't even half real like silicone titties Man I hate most these people but I got love for my city Yo come and get with me, dextro and J. Venom Gonna tell em, flip beats and no I don't sell em Leave em dwellin in they hell for actin so smart And I smoke so many trees but never gonna blaze bark No sticks, no seeds, man I copped the fine bud And never be as high with J with H in his blood [Outro]