I make money off of bein' myself Get a glimpse of my potential when I believe in myself It's gettin' harder to tell the difference between reality and dreams The lines keep blurrin' like I'm drivin' half asleep I'm invitin' you to see who's next up in

The towers of London, these crumbling rocks Reality estates that the hero's got And every hour's maked by the chime of a clock And whatcha gonna do when the darkness surrounds? You can piss in the lifts which have broken down You can watch from the

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga "I wanted to bring back that reality, Nobody can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin' Mike

All this time you thought that you belonged In this world that could do no wrong As belief begins to sway and faith begins to fade I watch it all just waste away From beyond all that I see Awaits a new reality Seek you truth forevermore

You could never feel my story It's all you know I will not fold She's in control They all need something to hold on to They all mean well Pay your respects to society giving me hell May your dreams come to reality

Bet they gon' remember me Big house with a beach for a backyard The state of mind that I'm in got me thinking different I used to dream until I Realized it wasn't shit in reality 'Cause you can make it happen and I'ma make it happen Put me in a fast car

The land they gave us was always ours Don't close the door, you owe us more, uh I know that it's hard to face reality, mm And when they changed, they were all surprised but me And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars, yeah And we rock all this ice

This means war With your creator Burn like a slave Churn like a cog We are caged in simulations Algorithms evolve Push us aside and render us obsolete

(Express yourself!) (Go on and do it) Yo man there's a lot of brothers out there Flaking and perpetrating but scared to kick reality Man, you been doing all this dope producing You ain't had a chance to show 'em what time it is So what you want me to do?

We walk through war in the halls Of dead protocols We came so close, demands were met That's when the rug was ripped out from under our feet A vicious crime, cold betrayal and deceit. Then reality hits you like a stab in the back Like a slap in the face,