The Vision

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Black crows crying, a lot of people dying

I'm just lying on the ground with a frown, gaining pounds, not a sound

Lies, visions in people’s eyes, all these sinners try to hide with a disguise

No more eating and feeding lies, the human vision, eyes blind, end of the line

My homies just throw up they gang signs, so much violence, a bum trying to make it

We all hold signs, to try to imply that we need money or else we die

Random people barking in my ears

My face keeps soaking in my tears

They keep lacking on that faith

Richie Rich flows make me lose control

Dollar is spinning all around me, He spins the globe, soon to explode, and everyone is on their toes

No saved souls

Who to blame, when the flesh is weak where to aim, I’m a kill that dude, do it babe

Oh my God, she supports me, even though I’m lame, but who can say that

I’m just happy let me do the twist, The Charleston and maybe I’ll get the gig

Sock hop dances, The Jitterbug, I fell

I’m trying to finish a race without my shoes being laced, no one can tell

My heart can’t be broken like a shell, I have a shield that can heal, Captain America is jealous

Everyone will kneel to the chosen one, Me, but

Could my vision just be a dirty dream?

I should just drink some lean, but I won’t, under age, so I’ll just do a toast with some fake dope,

Keep my eyes yellow, like the yoke

If I cuss my mom will wash my mouth with some soap, I’m cruising down this slope

Fake friends are the ones I like to hold, because when I hurt them, I won’t care, nope, nope

My Vision, now you envision, I am the realness living, THE VISION

 

 

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