Primitive - Delusions Lyrics

Ay yo, whys it so hard to gimme what I need
To live in the same lie, the one where I don't bleed
Where I don't hurt, don't want and don't need
Where all i gotta do is rhyme on dope beats

I let it go, finally get a grip
Search inside my mental drawing stencils as a kid
Essentially the level never left still I'm back again
Fantasies of money off the back of business Acumen
White lies disguise a black heart
Why do we say the silly things with artillery darts?
Why do we always hurt the ones close we love most
I hit self destruct but it won't burn the ghosts
Toast, spread thin upon the landscape
Bred for higher purposes than sand inside the hourglass
Prim, I'm the self pity specialist
Welcome the depression just to nestle in its crevices
Grass roots snap through the cracks of a staircase
Entering sunlight via ruins of a man cave
Spill the champagne, chillin by the lampshade
Self made mans still a man that is man made

Ay yo, whys it so hard to gimme what I need
To live in the same lie, the one where I don't bleed
Where I don't hurt, don't want and don't need
Where all i gotta do is rhyme on dope beats

Quick to think man slow to learn
We only drink from the bottle til the potion
Burns
Let it sink in the hollows of peripheral vision
Gotta practice the principles in spiritual wisdom
Ive been listening to the voices in my head
Telling me I'm less and my enemy is rest
Now they're telling me it's life on life's terms
I hear it one more time, my mind just might burst
I feel like I'm losing all my hair, wait
Losing all my cares
Straight into the hands of these damn snakes
I'm scared straight.. to the will of these bent thoughts
It's ground breaking til you hit the cement floor
Spit truth to the loops and sneakers
Close my eyes and pray for the lucid dreams
Choose to speak to affirm my delusions
Search inside my mind for the evidence to prove it

Ay yo, whys it so hard to gimme what I need
To live in the same lie, the one where I don't bleed
Where I don't hurt, don't want and don't need
Where all i gotta do is rhyme on dope beats

I meet my needs in spite of myself
To spite myself, f*ck off I need your help
And in an empty bed is where I lie with a liar
Fight with a tyrant, hide with the Piper
I'm homesick
In Rome, I Rome quick
Got my own shit
I don't even own shit
I'm focused, come off the dome quick
With the dope shit, ready and willing to flow sick
So bank on it and hold the gold bars
Bend but dont fold and know who you are
Times limited, The grind infinite
Intricate rhymes combined with 9 pyramids
Pre designed, realign to find Primitive
Calm seas reflect fire images
I've been flowing for a moment in time
What use is 20 20 when you follow the blind