ACIDIC Lyrics

We just ripping it

Sitting in silence with thoughts contingent on wildn

Pulse is high might get violent

But the music subsides it

Ant sized pawn pieces running up that hill

Like Kate Bush singin I'm surviving what's sent to kill no chill

The strength fighting off emotions that make me ill

Whether sick to the stomach or skill

I vomit spit acidic hitting the grill

Can I keep my zen or will I destroy what I've built

Damn I'm feeling like Will

The anger It's locked up inside it's ready to spill

But God designed my top so if I drop it stays concealed

I wonder if I pop will the love adopt some angles

Quid pro quo but the love is sposed to be chainless

Man fuck your shackles like fuck massa I'm escaping

Running the underground until I get my papers

I put the work in for my dream like what you mean you want a piece

Eyes up off my feast draw back a nub trynna snatch my eats

Stuck between the ego wanting to talk shit and the hippy me

Woodstock sixty nine or ninety nine which one you want to see

Anarchy or peace I'm breathing deep trynna meditate

Acknowledge my problems exhale then watch em dissipate

Give me this give me that even when I lack

I want your love on my conditions don't you take it back

Give me this give me that even when I'm wack

That's all I hear between the lines of carbon copy hacks

Give me this give me that even when I lack

I want your love on my conditions don't you take it back

Give me this give me that even when I'm wack

Yeah I'm fuckin wack

Damn I'm fuckin wack

Now let it ride