cheezits ft. dom ultra & RaidenX Lyrics

Pine cones crunchin' in residual thoughts

Spitting shards type missin' your mark

In the dark it seems clearer

Louder in the mirror

Deeper you can feel it

Shadows on da ceiling

As I look at myself in the shower drain

Drowning under water-mains

The fizzle of my brain gets repeated

Defeated I retreated to a two-party system

The demon talks to birds gettin' lifted

Get by on the shit that we try

Got a lil frantic in the way that we lie

Your broken speaker won't serve

You this time

Your broken speaker won't serve

You this time

Get by on the shit that we try

Got a lil frantic in the way that we lie

Your broken speaker won't serve

You this time

Your broken speaker won't serve

You this time

Hard bottom sky

Releasing my mind

Wrote some new rhymes

I'll get it this time

Predicting my stride

Glowing inside

It's a new day

Go buy some weed (get some)

Find a place to stay

There's a mountaintop

With goats and moss

That feels like clay

Seemingly impossible

I was on to you

Like fog on lake

Wake to your touch on my face

Yourself is a beauty

I lost my mind to

Kick back in my room

Listen to Badu

Eat shrooms

Lose your mind too

There's a lot of things

That we can do

In the span of six days

Collecting my mistakes

I didn't see the bottom line

I wasn't expecting you to care

Beware the hidden meaning

I see it all the time

I see it all the time

I think I found my new muse

She chased away all of my blues

Now I can breathe again thanks to you

Sippin' on this love, my new favorite booze

Get by on the shit that we try

Got a lil frantic in the way that we lie

About time I was getting credible size

But your broken speaker spits until the venom subsides

Get by on the shit that we try

Get by on the shit that we try

Get by on the shit that we try

Get by on the shit that we try

I want it all

No contest

I dilute the process

Bitch n my sneakers still whiter than the corporate offices

We got what you needed

The standard already in motion

I ain't hiding shit

The potion like the key to my coffin

And nah we ain't runnin'

I'm jumpin'

I'm kickin'

I'm swingin'

I'm DJ Drama got you feds watching

Doing the head counting too my nigga

I fucking fantasized about seeing you

You'll never know when I might walk by

Punch 'em in his mouth and then we in disguise

Runnin' round then we telling lies

I see you guy

Niggas investigate like it's my biopic

I'm in DC the way she sniped my shit

Can't even lie

Please remove all yo windows

All belongings go in the bag

Including yo cash

Looting the last few days

Been exhausting

Especially since all the cops

Went golfing up in Boston

It's a drag!

Maintain precautions

The whole thing's a setup

Nice luck

I watched him tuck it

Behind his back on the bus

For auction

On a dragon

The world seems split

Between dreams and actions

But that's not my problem

None of yo bizniss

The riches get skinny

By the inches

Days lost in melatonin

Memorial sites

Turned graves

Future prophets

We're all objects tho

It's a world made of play-doh

And project homes

Psilocybin is good for the mind and soul!