2021 Vision by Prkhr Lyrics
Maturity is seeking me so majority is leaving me
Life's a therapy, let me fight off the inner me
Both of my hands got middle fingers for the enemies
Hustle is a beautiful word when you work like you know you finna be
Tourin the world but the dream's far from the finale
Even if i cover the path like a snail, imma still be goin
Knowing there's no way way a snake gonna ruin my day
I got a shield on my back, superman punch on ya face
Demons on my brain, possessed by the music
Every night brings pain and i end up writing some new shit
I've been on the stage whenever i am lucid
Dreaming this phase basically screaming for improvement
Cause fuck dreamin imma live that shit
I'll be gettin double VV at the same time while you suckin on the same old dick
Shut the fuck up, prick if you can't understand a word i spit
I am so high it would take years for you to gimme a high five, please
Get off my dick, i don't wanna murder on a sad type beat
Its 2 in the morning and i just had caffeine
Stuck in a room but still progressing
I sneeze on the mic so what you hear issa blessing
My path is straight, sexuality too
I could go from exotic to bdsm in a few in
Seconds, rape your ears while my dick's stuck in these alphabets
No wait, elf i said
Levitating, i am building my home in the clouds
I'm the quiet kid who shoots to kill, AR with 30 rounds
Blood lust, its like Jill Cooper
Turin these pages back to the past from the future
Disposing these motherfuckers like i'm a part of the Looper
Fuck last year, this time i'm hustling like the moon
Keepin my planet stable cause i'm a part of it too
I am goin all in, literally gambling with my life
Guess i'm addicted, fuck a rehab, i could just spit on the mic
This is my therapy and prolly the reason why i am ill
Cause i can write about cuddling and turn it to a crime where the couple got killed
My pen's a Romantic weapon, I shoot to kill or speak
Stocking my ammo bitch so when i spit its a killer speech
Life's a therapy, let me fight off the inner me
Both of my hands got middle fingers for the enemies
Hustle is a beautiful word when you work like you know you finna be
Tourin the world but the dream's far from the finale
Even if i cover the path like a snail, imma still be goin
Knowing there's no way way a snake gonna ruin my day
I got a shield on my back, superman punch on ya face
Demons on my brain, possessed by the music
Every night brings pain and i end up writing some new shit
I've been on the stage whenever i am lucid
Dreaming this phase basically screaming for improvement
Cause fuck dreamin imma live that shit
I'll be gettin double VV at the same time while you suckin on the same old dick
Shut the fuck up, prick if you can't understand a word i spit
I am so high it would take years for you to gimme a high five, please
Get off my dick, i don't wanna murder on a sad type beat
Its 2 in the morning and i just had caffeine
Stuck in a room but still progressing
I sneeze on the mic so what you hear issa blessing
My path is straight, sexuality too
I could go from exotic to bdsm in a few in
Seconds, rape your ears while my dick's stuck in these alphabets
No wait, elf i said
Levitating, i am building my home in the clouds
I'm the quiet kid who shoots to kill, AR with 30 rounds
Blood lust, its like Jill Cooper
Turin these pages back to the past from the future
Disposing these motherfuckers like i'm a part of the Looper
Fuck last year, this time i'm hustling like the moon
Keepin my planet stable cause i'm a part of it too
I am goin all in, literally gambling with my life
Guess i'm addicted, fuck a rehab, i could just spit on the mic
This is my therapy and prolly the reason why i am ill
Cause i can write about cuddling and turn it to a crime where the couple got killed
My pen's a Romantic weapon, I shoot to kill or speak
Stocking my ammo bitch so when i spit its a killer speech