Story ft. Angel Kasai Lyrics

Believe in the light they say is at the end of the tunnel

Regaining confidence in the arena

Yeah I'm ready to rumble

I've noticed along side many with this type of aggression

Regressing every time I get hit with another lesson

I'm addressing I tend to take the path with the most resistance

I'm persistent in making no sense out of my present existence

Always debating the way things should of and could've been but oh wait

When it doesn't make sense

I tense up and contemplate

I got a alter ego who likes to act like he's a lion

Thinking to be a king in this jungle he's got to resort to violence

Self defense so he calls it

But he really got to find some chill

To him it's life or death to the next

It's kill or be killed

It's a theme park down here

Yeah we all go pretty wild

Medication never erased the face of this wild child

Hot sauce or is it mild

Got lost or in denial

Jack Frost or Chris Kyle

Take the shot

You know I'm survival

Someday we all got to grow and we all got a know that we're all on our own

Hold fast take control of your soul as the story is told from the ash to the gold

It's hard when you live in the snow

When winds are frost cold

Yeah they call us lost souls

So that's how the story is told

Yeah the story is told

Yeah the story is told

Yeah

Give me tragedy

Anything but my fantasies

Anything that'll make me sad cos I guess that's how it had to be

I'm actually a product of making it out myself

Of doing the whole crime on my own and escaping hell

I escalated it all the way up and I'm doing fine

But I couldn't find a reason to tell you I'm doing well

And I know that I can heal and but just has to come with time

So I'm writing till the day that I feel like I never fell yeah

Contradiction in the mental is the center gold

A sinner falling cos he went all in until his center folds

Send me all the notes from the high and I'll make it heaven wrote

Do it subconsciously so they say my art is subliminal

It's he that never fold he will mold it until it's golden

I'm ice cold but every bar that I spit is molten

I'm holding a couple pens in my pocket

I cock and lock it

I'm Pac when I'm speaking truth

I'm Hopsin the way I wrote it ah

Someday we all got to grow and we all got a know that we're all on our own

Hold fast take control of your soul as the story is told from the ash to the gold

It's hard when you live in the snow

When winds are frost cold

Yeah they call us lost souls

So that's how the story is told

Yeah the story is told

Yeah the story is told

Hey there man its good to see you again

I can't pretend that I don't know you like I know my own pen

It's become exhausting trying to fit in with the crowd

So are we living in the now or still stuck back then

A good question for the people so let's take a vote

Get your pen and pad out we're bout to take some mental notes

Class is now in session would you please take your seat

I got a quote that I wrote are you ready to receive

Believe me I'm not perfect I've been through the fire

A desire I deserved I learned to climb higher

I earned through my burns to purge the empire

Of liars and thieves to seek a new sire

I must confess that I'm blessed I'm seeing life through new eyes

From criticized and capsized to crossing t's dotting I's

I'm fine and I'm aware that I'll rise

Cut ties with the lies I find in suicide I

Made amends with my sins beginning to understand

The plan comes from within so I'm done with pretend

As of lately feel like I don't need to depend

On another cuz I realize they are just weak ends yeah

Someday we all got to grow and we all got a know that we're all on our own

Hold fast take control of your soul as the story is told from the ash to the gold

It's hard when you live in the snow

When winds are frost cold

They call us lost souls

So the story is told

Yeah the story is told

Yeah the story is told