Gold chain artists with loose change tokens
So ahead of the time- introverted, outspoken
Still smoking, still hoping this would lead to something other then me moping about it, I really doubt it
Wow, I really need it; a feeling, a title to salvage
When the world has come and gone we were all just carbon
We were all just antidepressants
With some medicated art to deal with precedents we set
But Apollo set bars, then I'm rapping them
Then I raise them like the stakes y'all gambling
Raise them like the baby mama you abandoning
Erase them like mistakes I made, or at least I thought I was
This gluten free trend ain't a sickness; no penicillin, prescriptions
Tunnel vision- cheesing off service industries
These days disorders made up instantly
Pseudobulbar? Fibromyalgia? It's all a bunch of bullshit hypochondria
So stop me if you sense repetition. We are the resistance
But this ain't a movie, Apollo keep it cold like a koozie
Yeah, colder then a snowballs chance
Colder than LA hoes saying 69's whack
Thinking about the other night; all up in her maxi dress
Thought I was a con man, karma had me confess
All black, well read... We couldn't fall in love so instead we fell in bed
We couldn't fall in love, repellent to monogamy
You and I? We'll never be alone together...
You and I will never be alone
We will fall apart right at the throne
You and I will never be alone
We will leave this world on our own
You and I will never be alone
We will fall apart right at the throne
You and I will never be alone
We will see this world out on our own
But you and I will never be on the low-low
Hush, hush hoe, Apollo Clone solo
Give a fuck, gave you all of my art
But your beauty is a lie, and that art's artificial
I zigged when I should have zagged
Ticked when I should have tacked
Hid instead of attacked
Missed when I could have had it all
Sitting on a gold mind, now I stand tall
Looking down on the come up, man, a long damn fall
A long damn march to the finish
You got my mind amazed girl, the world is a labyrinth
Deliver us from evil, I can feel the rhythm
Pack a punch, pack a bowl, got a hunch this shit's different
My Confession? Turn repressed memories to blessings
Must be making moves now; they hate on my profession
They weak, they speak like they gotta cleft lip
These amputees can't stand on two feet
Take your own two cents- y'all pinching pennies
I'm practically empty, I'm Patrick Henry
I'm coming for the throne- got rhymes, got reasons
If this be treason, make the most of it
You and I will never be alone
We will fall apart right at the throne
You and I will never be alone
We will leave this world on our own
You and I will never be alone
We will fall apart right at the throne
You and I will never be alone
We will see this world out on our own
Your man is loose change, come count what I made
Compete with my name, I beat you- four games
I will not be tamed, I will not keep playing
I peeked at this script, seen the fame, I'll be patient
You and I must embrace then go our separate ways
Seasons change, to my dismay it all feels so strange
Ridiculed by the world, exiled to outer space
You and I are forced to fall, we've seen better days