4AM - Intellectual

[Pre-Chorus]

I will not breathe in the sea and freeze with the weak

Don't speak, I don't really wanna hear

Words from the sand from dirt, not a man

Stay six feet deep, Do I make myself clear?

Indebted to the knife no more

I've found my way beyond the shore

The credit that you've claimed

Washed away by retribution, torn

4 AM in the den, where your friends?

I'ma blend, I'ma mend, with the silhouette again

I pull up with the strap, they hands up, "Wait a minute"

This ain't no clock, I'll break yo jaw

And shape yo fate with rickets

I'm takin' yo life, the fight is over, might just take some digits

She in my phone, my home, while you gon' grow in the face of fission

Below the mud, I dirty the floor and rug with the slug on the run

I've become new man

How could I be? How could I leave?

All of the things, all the rings and the riches on land

I've taken new form, new life, uh

Mistaken by some for the light, uh

Serrating all the birds up high, uh

Interfacing with blight