Rushy... Rushy... Rush! Aye aye aye Seen my name on Karma's ledger, every page got a checkmark (checkmark) Arms too tired fo the drama, I aint throwin back the tech, dawg (I cant) Maybe I earned all this karma, this hurt, I prolly deserve it (deserve it) What I bottle up, it surfaces, turn the spotlights to a service Was chasin dreams that wasn't mine, now the vision blurry, blurry (vision blurry) They say laws are fo the breakin, but Im jus breakin slowly, surely By the window where my destiny jus closed itself n locked (closed) Tuggin on the latch, I kno its way too late, the clock's been stopped Thru the fog, its all transparent, I can see the snakes n vultures (I see em) Even tho I done evolved, I still be clutchin on my shoulder These the memoirs of a tainted soul, the ink is made of pain n sorrow Worry bout the bad today, n stress 'lbout the worse tomorrow... Now I lay me down to sleep (lay down) I give myself my soul to keep (my soul) n if I die before I wake (if I die) None of y'all are gonna have a soul to take (nah) Nobody relate, they jus debate the facts I kno (they dont kno) I write my own thoughts in poems, stalkin greatness on my own (on my own) That road expanded to the throne, I been there all along (all along) Maybe Im lost, ignored the cost, tell me where I belong (where I belong?) I suffocate myself with pressure, then I air it out a song (I air it out) n every bar enhance the scars, I stare at em too long (too long) They cant dig this deep inside, soul or mind, they playin deaf and blind (they cant see) u seen me take an L n wish that failure was fo real, jus peek (jus peek) Come here, get near, its clear, this aint even, its odd (its odd) Feel like Im so far, I aint even on the map, Im under God (Im gone) I do the murder, give em props, thats jus the stunt (justl a stunt) I cover my tracks like fiends on a hunt, I feel the rushy n as the light start reemergin (the light) Clarity my only guide thru all the darkest paths n burdens... Im far gone, but far right where I s’posed to be (where I s’posed to be) Aint even here—y’all jus ghosts to me... (ghosts to me) Rushy... Rushy... Rush!
