Witches Brew-Shane Reis/God.Damn.Chan/Dez/Shameek The God

Average life star studded mind tho, Try to keep up with the time But can't find the time tho, Too much social media shit, And I do it like you do but you don't read to ya kids, The workload is landslided, Eyelids like vampires, Crushed cans at campfires, Where are you can't find ya. Too many seeds on the bracket, Up late with letterman, Need the C on the jacket, Open up for bigger acts, But I know my worth jack, I wanna live life twice, I write raps where I work at, Alotta things said I wanna know where they heard that. It couldn't have been alone, Because lurk where the hurds at, I need coursed meals without forced feels, But keep the force fields For those who force real, Speak codes with Morse feels. If I do it I do it all the way, Yaw eht lla only time I look back, Tell me how remorse feels, Remote locations. I'm talking cars boats and plane lengths Away to keep my mind sane. Too many pictures in my mind frame. Sat with Big shrinks not one of them told me I'm sane, All my life I been in the wrong lane, They say U K? I say nah ,I'm Shane. In Your B*****s arms that means I'm vein, I stand out I'm not in line, That's means I'm not playing shit can get cataclysmic half the distance to the center wit some hoes that’s masochistic mad specific nigga’s should knew just off the hue that i was past descriptions never suited for no a tie it’s back to business up by ten on niggas they can’t hold me medical w**d that i pass less than number 8 kobe wonder what yo B***h would show me if i let her like a postscript move the city like a pole shift nigga no shit i noticed all they half ass notions that s**t is noted ain’t nobody come to see you otis! this s**t is potent david ruffin when i’m puffin on a macwood chan just rolled a gram and i’m just tryna f**k jill know i can if that n***a jack could west valley coordinates ampersand i’m glorious brighter day than morris’ sorry for the tangent my whole life’s a deviation thanks for waitin i appreciate your patience As I centipede through my memories and think about my old friends who came to be my enemies can it be the treachery was all part of my destiny they never let me rest in peace they all steady stressing me like I got the credit and they looking for the cosine approach mine Abandoned Ship they looking for the coastline I hold mine like a nut sack and f**k rap it's like I'm trying to find my way to heaven with a bus pass and f**k that applying pressure to the highest measure so my Endeavors will Revell forever sinever I'm like a helicopter chopped up proellin' knocking my melon off the wall until my Noggin is swelling Start with the lessons I'm not with the Reverend I'm not with your brethren you get your knot rocked that I'm not going to step in I'm a product of the Port City all greedy better on my own I don't need no fucking Squad with me