I’m staring at my younger self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my current self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my older self, trapped inside another hell
The voices in your head are the beasts seeking prey
The ones that bring you down and try to lead you astray
Internal warfare, dropping bombs every day
A shaman to this tribe trying to find a peaceful way
Come and tag along for the experience
Stuck inside a system so insidious
Blind us with the bling, shiny things, so delirious
No time to take a joke cause this world is too serious
As a heart attack, no seriously
Heart attacks are what be stopping that
And holding us back and running off tracks
Ending careers that bring us to tears
Instead of dealing with emotions we just bury how we feel
Oppress it, suppress it, repress it and hope it’s gone
Bubbles to the surface in ways we never guess
It’s funny what the mind can do when under loads of stress
It’s funny what they make us do like we’re their little pets HA
Awakened to their systems, spark a little fire when we hit the intermission
Infiltrate the infrastructure, take the pots they piss in
And throw them out the windows so we make them pay attention
We will make them pay attention
Throw them out the windows, yes we’ll make them pay attention
Take the pots they piss in and throw them out the windows cause we’ll make them pay attention
Somebody pray for me, they look like prey to me…
They like prey to me, somebody pray for me…
I’m staring at my younger self, trapped inside another hell
Trying to climb the ladder ring the bell
I’m staring at my older self, trapped inside another hell
Trying to climb the ladder ring the bell
Everybody clambering and everybody yammering
But everyone is stuck inside a cell
I said everybody yammering and everybody clambering
But everyone is stuck inside a cell
Extraction operation, mining through the generations
There’s only so much gold that they can sell
So hustle hustle harder like your name is Sean Carter
But inside your own mind is where you dwell
You sitting on that couch while you gain another ounce
Easy prey for the first one to pounce
I said you sitting on that couch while you gain another ounce
Easy prey for the first one to pounce
Your ass ripe for the picking, sticky icky finger licking
Milk the cow for everything that she’s worth
And when she’s dried up, chew her up and shit her out
Here’s some more leather, go on make a purse
They push us, they prod us, they herd us, desert us
Useless once we’re lying in the hearse
It’s up to you to make it work with everything you’ve got
See this life as a gift or a curse
Somebody pray for me, they look like prey to me…
They like prey to me, somebody pray for me…
I’m staring at my younger self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my current self, trapped inside another hell
I’m staring at my older self, trapped inside another hell
Trapped inside another hell, trapped inside another hell
Somebody pray for me
credits
from Young Smo EPisodes,
released January 5, 2020
produced by Young Harm
written and performed by J.Smo
art by Young Harm
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