One day You said breathing would come easy One day You said i'd reconcile Ingrained pressures maintain shallow comfort You said one day I'd reconcile
8 weeks now that we've been gone An awkward lag in place of conversation Our frame of reference is skewed beyond distance You don't ask but I still tell
Come undone Before I defeat this I need a remix I don't want to miss this distance I don't want to diss this Is this fall from grace a necessity? Dissatisfied
weight No more Strained chords Heard from miles away Distort Distorted waves change phase I'll endure Momentary relapse is delayed Passed forth Through the slow
struggle under the scrutiny Of what I thought was infinity Shelved intentions Back in question But it's the best thing for now And I won't Count days Slow fade
This night's drone Eased me into submission Not speaking new assumptions This downpour It washes my ambition And strains my tired vision I'll fold right
Forced now Proceed with these actions I could do without Suffer the pace just for the meantime Step into place and shoulder these high hopes It's all
Tone-deaf conversations A tavern seat And enough of a reason Washes down another uncertainty Somehow it feels wrong this time It feels wrong this time
I chase these days in short strides I shade this state until next tide Turning leaves cross highway lines Northern lights that cleanse my mind Spotted
Standing still for now Still up for rhymes and reasons This atmosphere is airtight For a while this rest was decent Far too long to sit complacent Numb
Run down Position's bending how we think Walled in distant grieving Hold out And put your bet in on something A different way to gauge this Fall down
cops can't fade me Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies Papa was a motherfuckin, joke Used to find dope in his coat And nearly choked when
high am I.) reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed) (So high, so high am I.) [Krayzie] Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby Fucked up--look at you faded
that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale We get that kush, we blow on the best smoke Inhale slow, no choke Make yo ass choke
bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale We get that kush, we blow on the best smoke Inhale slow, no choke Make yo ass choke
man, i dodn't understand this man You got to slow down) I jack them too And then we'll freak it Kick that bass, and look what we did Fade the grade, played
man, i dodn't understand this man You got to slow down* I jack them too And then we'll freak it Kick that bass, and look what we did Fade the grade,
Thinking he can make his pay Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down Cause you can be touched [Verse 3: Immortal Technique] They drove around the projects slow
