Lost by Gabriel Prentis Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Blood on my finger tip
As the pen scar the paper got my emotions off my hip
With a heart full of hate it's hard to stay positive
World full of pain, mothernature in my veins
Cocaine brain, these lines will make your nose bleed
Kurt Cobain goes bang, I'm feeling empty
All I see is darkness besides this life that I shine
Young nigga, old soul, man I swear I'm lost in time
Why the pain, why all the heart ache
Gave away so much love that all I seen is heart break
And I broke this funk, in need of a fix, quick
But I never lose hope, this rap my gift like Christmas
[Verse 2]
Yes, lost myself a long time ago
Where'd I go? If I don't know then I'm gonna show
Yeah I'm gone from the smoke, and doing dope
Coming up, on the low low
Lowkey, '91 underground flow
Black rag with the Timb's
Peace and love, you gotta dream to live
You gotta live to dream, stay alive by any means
Tired of the suffering, ring of G's around me
All down to get this cheese, like we a group of rats
But we a pack of wolves, a pack of Woods and some good
Then we good, keep it hood, don't get it twisted like some good
Lately I been feeling like a ghost
Lately all I do is brag or boast
Maybe cause I'm feeling myself
Or maybe cause I haven't been myself
Blood on my finger tip
As the pen scar the paper got my emotions off my hip
With a heart full of hate it's hard to stay positive
World full of pain, mothernature in my veins
Cocaine brain, these lines will make your nose bleed
Kurt Cobain goes bang, I'm feeling empty
All I see is darkness besides this life that I shine
Young nigga, old soul, man I swear I'm lost in time
Why the pain, why all the heart ache
Gave away so much love that all I seen is heart break
And I broke this funk, in need of a fix, quick
But I never lose hope, this rap my gift like Christmas
[Verse 2]
Yes, lost myself a long time ago
Where'd I go? If I don't know then I'm gonna show
Yeah I'm gone from the smoke, and doing dope
Coming up, on the low low
Lowkey, '91 underground flow
Black rag with the Timb's
Peace and love, you gotta dream to live
You gotta live to dream, stay alive by any means
Tired of the suffering, ring of G's around me
All down to get this cheese, like we a group of rats
But we a pack of wolves, a pack of Woods and some good
Then we good, keep it hood, don't get it twisted like some good
Lately I been feeling like a ghost
Lately all I do is brag or boast
Maybe cause I'm feeling myself
Or maybe cause I haven't been myself