I'm trying to catch my breath
Could this be another breakdown
Stuck in the mundane, driving me insane
Dang wuddah shakedown
At least I got you! Same ol' thang
Same ol' streets, same ol' game
For so long
For so long
The doctor said: "lettim test the waters"
The morning he came out the broken water
His momma said: "Do me proud!"
Now he's shaking the border
Renk and outta order
With lambs running to a slaughter
Time to be Mr Wolf, protect the daughter
Don't slay the messenger, protect the author
The poet that asked you to heed the word keeps me outta coffins
Fast life getting repetitive, word bond
Get me outta this triage, been here for so long...
What do you say becomes of us
After the weight of our life is gone
What do you say becomes of us
After the weight of our life is gone
Triage
It's been a fast time
Since the last time
Such a pastime proved to be
More bitter than sweet
So take me away or leave me here, it's the same
You laid next to me breathing the same game
For so long
Even at times they feeling like King Midas
They feeling for places to hide at
The attention came easy and people a buy dat
The ascension ain't easy, the people we try dat
Love it, live it then hate it, oh and I might add that
You didn't read section 11ty seven
Where they tell you life is a tread-mill and cycles set in
Praying I stay eons beyond from the triage
Maybe treatment is skip the worship and be God
What do you say becomes of us
After the weight of our life is gone
What do you say becomes of us
After the weight of our life is gone
Triage...
