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[Verse 1: guardin]
Raindrops on the corner of my face
I just need some fucking space
Claustrophobic at my pace
I sleep all day cause I'm a mess
Got some stains up on my chest
Bet you would've never guessed
They say music ain't gon' pay the rent
Started broke and now I'm bent
I'm a test experiment
For the moment, I'm just zonin'
Fight the demons that I dread
Lingering inside the altitude of what's inside my head
[Chorus: guardin]
Why can't you just feel what I'm feeling?
My stomach in knots for no reason
Caught in the rain, 'tis the season
I'm fucked in the head, I'm a heathen
Why can't you just feel what I'm feeling?
My stomach in knots for no reason
Caught in the rain, 'tis the season
I'm fucked in the head, I'm a heathen
Why can't you just feel what I'm feeling?
My stomach in knots for no reason
Caught in the rain, 'tis the season
I'm fucked in the head, I'm a heathen
Why can't you just feel what I'm feeling?
My stomach in knots for no reason
Caught in the rain, 'tis the season
I'm fucked in the head, I'm a heathen
[Verse 2: 9TAILS]
Buying all these beats leave the bank broke
I been steady blowing out smidoke
Imma pull up in the wraithe right now
I've been hoppin' off the back of a Honda Concerto
I been had to Do my own laundry, my fault tho I'm hiding my weed in the socks
Words Kinect like Xbox
Create the flow like ex-lax
She tell you it's nothing but really I'm high key all over her body like Reebok
Got her looking like an athlete
Lace bra, laced up like a track meet
Turn up on a weekday
Pop a pill like acne
Flow explosive like Acme
Erase your life like plan B