MR. ILLUSION ft. JT of NGK Lyrics

My illusion, I fell through all the loose ends

I moved in, I proved it, now maybe I might lose sense

A nuisance, sleuthin through the tombs and goo lagoons

I might swoop like troopers do, on the moon like future you, uh

Might be Superhuman like the seven, not amused by what I'm treaded

Proved delusion like the devil, yeah

I'm smokin like track 9 on dark side, heart blind but part time, archived my tart lies

Yeah I'm blacked out, spittin till my backs down

I rap proud, cuz shit that I created is intact now

Cracked open my heart cried, I'm cloaked in a harsh light

My hope is a dark night, a missionary

My vision tearing, there's a fissure in my literary scriptions cuz I'm lost in my addictions

This is not a deep admission I'm just tryna keep ambition on this park ride

Amusement arc sine, ontop of marked pride

Fit the words into a lyric that's a deep state

So please wait, I promise there's a meaning when I stretch words

I behave, abolish all the dreams deep where my head lurks

The dead hurt, my tongue burnin pearls like Earl Sweatshirt

Sad catastrophe lacking with mad apathy

Tackling crass tragedies having to mask babbling

Enact a faculty apt to collapse casualties

Acting with fast saddles keep whackin a trapped majesty

Mr. Illusion, Mr. Illusion

I think I met all my delusions

I think I'm dead or maybe clued in

Hit my head, went to heaven, back from dead, maybe proved it

Mr. Illusion, Mr. illusion

Does he listen when we pray

Does he listen when we say, all the bliss went out the way

Does he miss being ingrained, in our brains, make us act like

Yeah uh

Mr. Wumbo got me testin' my pen

Challenge the limits of how far that my mind gon' extend

The illusion of doubt, thats that shit within I used to listen

Use precision of my brain to distinguish my vision

Culture tries to paint my narrative imperative my heritage

Even got some barriers

We broke that shit

But I'm broke as shit

My heart fulfilled

Don't cost no money shit

Shoutout to that blondie bitch

Cuz she so bad in them jeans

But underneath she hide emotions in her walk she movin' mean

It's why she hides it on the surface cuz she know she fine as hell

Make up won't cover up the void within herself