Grip on Reality Lyrics

Get a

Grip on reality

I'll make a song on my phone

While you watch it unraveling

And I don't want to waste you

Taste fuel like fuel, I'm running Out

Why the fuck was you burning Down your house

Who's bad mad dog I'm coming Out

Like puff on this now I got em Hypnotized that's how im rocking A crowd

I been king rocking a crown ྀིྀ When I come around

I been king rocking a crown when I come around

Rapper no salary

Rabbit a bunny

Playboy I am rabid

I'm faster you gaslight you

Running from monsters

Mommy your closet I'm in

I'm hanging unconscious

Suffocating im rocking

Got a grip on reality watching

Im tight in a verse wait for the Hook

I'm a prime example of why you Do this for

Mike Tyson im shook one night I Was walking by with a Walkman On when I caught a guy forget it Unloading unleaded diesel Sulfuric acid I'm medical Ketamine are you on Methamphetamines ever seen a Star scream ever seen a star Scream

Jerry

Ice cream ice cream do you Dream get a grip on reality I Think like I'm a skateboarder Foreigner in my own land line no Phone calls are you selling your Home where do I go now this Planets a circle my pockets no Doze sleeping on shows like I'm Getting old while Eminem's Melting you all life is a bore

Get a

Grip on reality

I'll make a song on my phone

While you watch it unraveling

And I don't want to waste you

Taste fuel like fuel, I'm running Out

Why the fuck was you burning Down your house

Who's bad mad dog I'm coming Out

Like puff on this now I got em Hypnotized that's how im rocking A crowd

I been king rocking a crown ྀིྀ When I come around

I been king rocking a crown ྀིྀ When I come around

So much music to make I'm Always updating I love when I Write life seems to come alive When I say things it's better than Dead a vendetta cheddar im Smoking bed wetter I can't even Get her close enough to get wet Up the famaldihides liquid no Crystals forget it numerous ones To you I'm nothing I'm Something that's new you all Bluff on a cliff with a spliff and Comet I see Hailey's comets but There are so many it's like the Entire nights sky is filled up with Them I'm looking for a bomb to Explode them intergalactic Mike D's a beastie boy man.. stand up Stan , nap, kin rap Kim blan ket Trunk in junk in the trunk in Pumpkin I'm stuffing you into Cement shoes backed up in to the Ocean views sink or swim I'm Gonna ask you one question if You live you told the truth p s no Matter what happens I love you Like an i owe you this goes out to Who's next how many bars left On this

Get a

Grip on reality

I'll make a song on my phone

While you watch it unraveling

And I don't want to waste you

Taste fuel like fuel, I'm running Out

Why the fuck was you burning Down your house

Who's bad mad dog I'm coming Out

Like puff on this now I got em Hypnotized that's how im rocking A crowd

I been king rocking a crown ྀིྀ When I come around

I been king rocking a crown

When I come around

Get a

Grip on reality

I'll make a song on my phone

While you watch it unraveling

And I don't want to waste you

Taste fuel like fuel, I'm running out

why the fuck was you burning down your house

Who's bad mad dog I'm coming out

Like puff on this now I got em hypnotized that's how im rocking a crowd

I been king rocking a crown ྀིྀ when I come around

I been king rocking a crown

When I come around