Too Late For Me Lyrics

I'm Trying hard to quell all these evil thoughts

The infernos quick to rage at the slightest spark

If dramas on the screen play then actions on the mark

Quick to call my shot swing and take it out the park

Like a savage I'm beastin' trying to define the meaning

On these sins I stay feastin' 'nother families grieving

Ask me for the meaning well I really can't say

I'm trying to level up this game that I'm driven to play

This is all I know on the set I'm raring to go

I'm trying to be the nights king Icy from head to toe

Back and forth blow for blow that's just how it is

Watch the slide move back and forth just to blow another lid

Zero fucks to give the pressure on my heads systemic

The demons in my dreams are showin' vivid

And I'm just trying to make it to the finish line unscathed

But they lockin' my grid obstacles impeding my way

They promised me heaven but this hell is ever present

Close my eyes and the dreams are never pleasant

Howling underneath the crescent moon I see blood in the field

Spin the block on the ops until death is revealed

I know that I'm here playing with borrowed time

And the debt can come due at anytime

But when the blind is leading the blind the destination stays concealed

I think it's too late for me kneel (and that's real)

I keep this mask on so the world can't see my pain

My mental's loosing stability underneath the strain

But when you reach the roads end it's too late to change lanes

When your shells shocked you can't respawn or reset the game

See what they told me was live for the moment

When your married to this game no divorce or annulment

Till death do ya part nigga you do your part

On the killing fields waging war like Bonaparte (Napoleon)

Mind still playing tricks on this ghetto boy be as it may

Are you the hunter or the prey that depends on the day

Hoodie pulled over my cowl I'm just like the reaper

Until I glanced over my shoulder to see the reaper

Now I'm on the concrete spilling out my contents

My mother's screaming out but all I hear is silence

Casted my lot with violence trying to be the best

Blank stare on my face no longer drawing breath (flatline)

They promised me heaven but this hell is ever present

Close my eyes and the dreams are never pleasant

Howling underneath the crescent moon I see blood in the field

Spin the block on the ops until death is revealed

I know that I'm here playing with borrowed time

And the debt can come due at anytime

But when the blind is leading the blind the destination stays concealed

I think it's too late for me kneel (and that's real)

I think it's too late for me kneel (and that's real)