Pressure

I can flip it for the high
I drop bodies on the low
I do a lot of things you know
And a lot of things you don't
Illegal weapons in my pocket when
I'm walkin out the house
Saw you typin, heard you talkin
You got lost were never found
If I go off don't stay around
I'ma drop you then I'm out
Then it's back into the cut
Drag me back into the mud
Anything or any reason just to
Keep me from the sun
I ain't hidin' I ain't seekin' if
You see me better run
I ain't lyin, you a bitch
You gon' regret it if you don't
Find your body six months later
Coexisting with the mold
Flow existing like a god
Infinite can't never stop
OmenXI I I beat the odds
XI I I ain't on the clock
XI I I ain't part of time
XI I I cannot be stopped
XI I I can never die, XI I I won't ever flop
OmenXI I I black shirt black jeans
You can feel it when you pass me
Feel the chills up in your spine because
Of all the darkness I bring
Because all the pain inside me is something
I can't contain
And It's something that I hate
Something I just can't negate
So I struggle with the feeling
Of feeling every day
And I struggle with the feeling of
Breathing when I just can't
And I struggle with the feeling
Of only making mistakes
So I struggle with the feeling
Of only feeling my pain
But I don't struggle with
The feeling of not, seeing the light
I'm a candle in the dark
Lantern in the night planters on the steps
Switchblades in the sky
Dead man on the floor, no tears in my eyes
No feeling inside, that feeling of mine
When I die every night
I used to cry every night
I used to be the person that needed a
Personal connection with everybody
That I knew
But then when I got it, I was still scared
Scared of my life, and scared for myself
Scared of never gettin the picture
Never wanna be the one to die alone
But I still still wanna be the
One to make the difference
Never wanna be the one that can't be strong

I wanna be the roots, I wanna be the trunk
I wanna be the branches
I wanna be the leaves
I wanna be the blossom that I imagine
I wanna be the roots, I wanna be the trunk
I wanna be the branches
I wanna be the leaves
I wanna be the blossom that I imagine
I wanna be the roots, I wanna be the trunk
I wanna be the branches
I wanna be the leaves
I wanna be the blossom that I imagine
I wanna be the roots, I wanna be the trunk
I wanna be the branches
I wanna be the leaves
I wanna be the blossom that I imagine

But I can't be everything
What you see is what you see
No one left to pick you up
But I will never let you down