Shattered Egos Broke Us ft. Bharat Vedula Lyrics

Yeah no wait, hold on a second

Get familiar with this rhythm while I get this shit outta my system, you feel me

In the tapestry of our missteps and misunderstandings

Our story, a fractured mural with painful renderings

Our tongues like misplaced brushes, our hearts misaligned, would've

Sold my bones for emerald stones 'cause colour green's your favourite kind

I grew up with a seemingly unattainable standard for love – my parents

Had your name ingrained in my veins but that pursuit turned senseless

I gave you my all, more than I kept for my heart

Only to realize that love is just a neurochemical con job

Endless loops, my life's Sisyphean plight

Bewitched and crucified, only to feel contrite

Amidst anguish, I seek only evolution

The final act? BT's reincarnation (hehehe)

Such is life, universe, the ultimate joker

I seek not smaller battles, but shoulders bolder

Kill the me that clings, wants to still hold ya

Besides, who wouldn't want boulder shoulders man?

In this lyrical booth I speak my truths now

I'm not a rapper, check me the fuck out

Y'all gotta stop me from tellin

Tellin' you shouldn't be dwellin

On the past or the future, just the present

Living in the moment got me feelin' omnipotent sweetheart

For your disregard, you finna get charred

At the stake you drove right through my heart, leaving me scarred

Our differences are stark, these bars are just hard (ayy)

I'm a post-modern monarch, bitch I'm setting benchmarks (ayy)

Y'all needed head starts, just to be outsmarted man

Guess I'm just cursed, BT's inert

His consciousness done did got purged

Had to unlearn

His negative patterns, cause that shit was all I observed

I reaffirm

The universe just reconfirms the shit that you yearn

My presence is earned, this comeback is personal

EC6 curvin' the faux, bitch, I got these powers bestowed

I'm slaying my foes while I'm sipping Bordeaux

Man, I just can't stop serving hoe

This track don't need a hook it needs my scripture

You know my words, a hook, line, and sinker

Y'all ain't know I stopped playing, the bar I'm raising

An apple a day got me feeling kinda insane

It's just like what Frank was saying

Bitch this ain't no hopes and dreams, shit is prophecy

Hardly sleep (ayy), faith was in the coffee bean

I'm a prodigy, this my fucking honesty

Baby please, my odyssey's a comedy

Had low self-esteem, bullshit tearing at the seams

Was smoking green, fiending till I cannot lean, was

EST, working till I fucking bleed, now

Trips to NYC, manifest my fucking dreams

Ayy