Lost & Found & Lost Again
[Chorus]
And I will always cross my heart
I'm always waiting for the motherfucking false to stop
Off the course the ship is running ground again
I found a pen, wrote an SOS and then I drowned again
X2
[Verse 1]
And who are you to decide what you Illumina-mize?
Who's fake like Vishnu, Buddha and Christ?
Which sticks to your ribs if you consume it alive?
Who knew you could prove it in rhymes?
What a pattern means when they're hooked up to a battery?
Try another route, heart invincible to flattery
Blocked off the bad guys
But in pursuit I got a black rib, but stay winning last prize
Last man stand handles trophies
Y 'all were herе bеfore me but I don't еven know mе
Amnesia, something like a ... from the past
No blast off, only false caps and a gap
Sentiment de verité, instead en peligroso
Solo cuando la pizarra pepele en mi bolso
Continuing the fashion that I started in
Can't be contained like the dust that's trapped in the ottoman
[Chorus]
And I will always cross my heart
I'm always waiting for the motherfucking false to stop
Off the course the ship is running ground again
I found a pen, wrote an SOS and then I drowned again
X2
[Verse 2]
Today the sun rose to the sounds of silence
A large nice face like Pontius Pilate
I wash hands clean, don't taunt the tyrant
And bomb Baghdad, try to launch the virus
Fuck it, I'll be John Connor and shit
But don't be disappointed when I get frustrated and quit
I'm related to this, I elevated my mix
Perhaps you noticed version 2.0 when it hits
And how many people do you know write hits
I'm just the guy next door that never wears white kits
Pale skin, only go outside to piss
And I might be depressed, more likely just blitz
And I had a prescription for medication like this
But I ate it all, know the piece of paper that I made up all
Saying all written regulation is required, sure
Six gun split tongue, serpent on the wire, sir
[Outro]
You think you're getting a good deal?
You think you're fucking coming out on top?
You think you're getting ahead?
Yeah, just diging a fucking hole
That pile next to you is from the fucking ground beneath you motherfucker
You are standing on nothing
Sorta interesting to think about
If a million pounds dropped on your head right now
