Darling, let me tell you one thing
A million or something
Yeah, yeah, you gonna have to pick a side
Running-, running out of time
Are you gonna fall or fly?
Yeah, you gon' have to decide
You know?
You gon' have to make a decision
But before you come in
You need to know the rules in my household!
Stuck in the shadow of a cloud
So close that I can see the ground
Don't know how I am coming down
But I'm approaching common ground
The kid prodigy, he feeling like he Liberace
In disguise, he writing 50 copies, got a heightened hobby
My air is lightened, copy? dead-friend photos all be on me
How the hell did they all find me?
I feel like I'm fighting zombies
Yeah, life gets rocky, I'm always striving and prospering
Always grinding and following, and I can feel I'm falling
And feel the excess of oxygen, feel the presence of colleges
Asking me to be honest and praying that I be flawless, man
How can I be flawless? The world I live in is lawless
I need some regard for human life
Regardless if your heart is strewn in 50 pieces, or you're heartless
But at the same time, it's aerial
Don't wanna die at 20 and wait 'til 80 for burial
Man, whatever, I'm striving to feeling better
While fighting off breezy weather and feeling light as a feather, uh
I'm always talking and speaking of stranger settlers
But you gotta be silent so listen, just rearrange the letters
Stuck in the shadow of a cloud
So close that I can see the ground
Don't know how I am coming down
But I'm approaching common ground
Stuck in the shadow of a cloud
So close that I can see the ground
Don't know how I am coming down
But I'm approaching common ground
The way I sink to knees and pray for peace
I think you'd think that I would need
A piece to freeze my heart with ease
But all I need is altered schemes to breath like breeze through peace
That's what the altar brings
I always struggled in chorus, thought it was hard to sing
But then I lost a friend and I found that I hadn't fought a thing
I guess perspectives was blessings that led to resurrection
Less an insurrection of my mental section, sorta stressing
'Cause I'm not the one in control, I hope to God he is
'Cause everybody is shooting or dying, that's a tupacolypse
Yeah
How come everybody die around their birthday?
Is it 'cause they grew a year and found it wasn't worth it?
And when I turn 18, am I gonna think the same thing?
Man, that's only in four months
I hope I don't run out of steam, but I don't really like to think
About the thoughts that they might bring
And so I'll grow my self-esteem
Through weights and plates and those machines
And finally change
'Cause rap's a game, no, it's a chariot
'Cause you don't look from side to side
When you be crossing through my brains
And now I'm walking through the rain,
And I'm not singing I'm just staying quiet
Stuck in the shadow of a cloud
So close that I can see the ground
Don't know how I am coming down
But I'm approaching common ground
We'll have to-, we need some
You just started the engine
I can't get your fucking phone open, restart it, hahaha