[Verse: Braidz]

Lately I've been thinking whats the point?

The culture that we once had's been long destroyed

Only thing that seems different since my Hopsin joint

Is that you've fallen deep down into a toxic void

Now everybody's venomous, oppressive spreading prejudice

Used to be a hard show, now looking like its pepper pig

Everyone's a poet now but no one's got that feather tip

Sleeping on the kid - Guess it's the sedatives and Xanax's

My friends don't make shows to see me these days

Rather take home Doritos and see CDJ's

Over rap, got little dudes on repeat, replaying

And we're banned from all our venues so the scenes weak these days

B we need space, is what I'd say to my ego

The only thing that makes me happy is when playing to people

I've gotta step out of this ring 'fore I go crazy like Smeagol

And punch a hole up in the wall like I was making a peep show

[Hook: Nikki]

Looking back you took me for granted

I wonder now if you've come to eat those words

'Cause I adapted and rose from the ashes

I promise now that your voice will go unheard

[Verse: Braidz]

Never been the perfect child, grew up in a dirty town

They tried to teach me "Mum" and "Dad" -"Hip-hop" was the words I found

Said I had to earn the crown, thought I had a work-around

Fixated on the bars but no longer does my service sell

Feel I'm getting old, I'm four years shy of thirty now

I'm still working out how to tell personnel this person L's

Friends tell me to curb my mouth, you ain't done yet lurk a while

That buzz is gone I'm earthing out, thunders lost - like Durant's out

People say I'm dope I say I never found my perfect sound

Liam wants to kill Braidz - Either way I hurt myself

Pull the curtains down 'cause I know it's fucking worthless how

I re-use old flows I guess it helps to put the furnace out

Hard to write a concept feel I've given all my verses now

Ironic that I hit my prime then all my fucking purpose fell

Now I write ellipses and I'm feeling like I'm burning out

Fork up in the road ahead and I just want to turn around

[Hook: Nikki]

Looking back you took me for granted

I wonder now if you've come to eat those words

'Cause I adapted and rose from the ashes

I promise now that your voice will go unheard

[Verse: Braidz]

I've got this chip on my shoulder, feel like I've gotta dip

Wasted ten whole years of my life on this bitch

But even when I'm trying to quit I'll end up writing some shit

Can't pretend I'm not likely to spit, put my mic in the mix

And chop up some new hits then dust off a bowl

But I shouldn't do this 'cause it darkens the soul

Feeling like public transport - 'bout to touch it and go

Calling everybody crew but feel so fucking alone

And I've got nothing to show except a bunch of these clothes

And CD's turned freebies, spent hundreds on those

Learnt ya' lucky to blow unless you're up in the knows

The scene got screen-shot now its stuck with the posers

I'd storm troops on ya'll useless army of clones

My sword movement's more fluent when it's carving up folk

Kick 'em out the backseat I can park on my own

Ill get my shot just I've just been waiting on the target to show

[Hook: Nikki]

Looking back you took me for granted

I wonder now if you've come to eat those words

'Cause I adapted and rose from the ashes

I promise now that your voice will go unheard

Looking back you took me for granted

I wonder now if you've come to eat those words

'Cause I adapted and rose from the ashes

I promise now that your voice will go unheard