I Am Who Am (Killin' Time)

Album: Watching Movies With the Sound Off (2013)
  • I'm posing a question, how many been empty and holding aggression?
    Close to depression, open your eyes and just focus a second
    Fucking recession my brother my mind's always moving I'm letting it go
    Know that I'm pointing at negative energy, telling me stop
    They're telling me no, don't
    Your aura is something you ain't even sure of
    Explore the core of California, hoes got more to snort up
    I've had a smorgasbord pornographic thought
    That's a lot, the feeling come after the shock
    Praise me I'd rather you not, cause
    It's driving me crazy the fact that you pay to make me into something I love
    You come to the club searching for drugs, drunk
    Fucking these sluts
    God loves me, what if he does, what does it mean?
    You're wasting away doing nothing, you're fronting
    Why ain't you chasing your dreams?
    We wonder 'bout life but none of us wanted to learn
    The money we earn is something to burn
    Why won't they give me a turn--out?
    Feed the hungry and clothe the naked
    You're mistaken the world is cold and it's lonely ain't it
    When 'em high roller homes in Vegas
    Raid them with some home invasions
    Contaminating the place with plague, we just saved the day
    I waste away in a room spitting these raps
    Yahweh put the world in my hands and I'm giving it back

    Forfeit in the war, he lays a sword down and walks away
    Grabs a 40 from the corner store and begins to contemplate
    Dealing with death like you work in the morgue aborsving the souls
    Forgotten, he lost his way
    Starring down that barrel, thinking not today
    Life's so precious, Lord knows life is so precious
    Fight to the death, til' there's nobody left
    You're holding your breath because you might get infected
    I'm animalistic, is mentally thinking I'm going ballistic
    Be specific, to those who in control we all statistics
    Misogynistic with a twisted mind, I'm intertwined
    My trigger finger itching, all I kill is time
    Initial symptoms is schizophrenic behavior
    The mind is like religion, can't agree on who's its savior
    The newest flavor of superhero, I'm shooting lasers
    Except I'm cool with Vader and blowing up rooms that's full of strangers
    A news anchor, the youth can relate to, it's nature
    If you're a hater, I'll deal with you later, no thank you
    I'm just your neighbor, please don't do me no favors
    Really doe, come on homie we major
    I waste away in this room spitting out raps
    Yahweh put the world in my hands and I'm giving it back Writer/s: Malcolm James McCormick, Alexander Lipinski, Nicole A. Randa
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC.
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