[Verse]

What you're hearing are the strings of my heart playing

I want to slow down, take the feeling of the fast pacing

And throw it to the side for just a moment

Regret your sins? The silence is allknowing

It can very difficult to hear the words of wisdom

Because they're hurting snitches

Surge of misfits just keep flowing to the rap-business, gotta keep going, the hitlist is fucking endless, all my targets are milennials-discarded

Feeling all the power rise up in my fucking mind, i gotta hit'em with the rhymes, a never-stopping individiual proclaimеd to be the prophet

Landing homеless on the streetscene's your motivation, GG

You think that i will chop it up for this one?

Nah-uh, bro, i'm stopping on the sick part

I don't need a whole lotta time to write my tracklist

I'm flowing nice, my frozen style will get you high like Meth, kid

My style is rapid and the fire spreads

Like Wild Wild West, bitch

I'm flyer then a kite in flash winds

I started on a phone mic back with Flowstyle and XZempty_

Now the showlight takes my frenzy, makes me friendly, but i'm empty on the inside, enemies on fieldsight

Third album is coming out eventually

I started writing this EP when major depression hit

Now i sail with the fastest wind, flailing and failing excessively

But i still get up everytime i fall back down

Very nice, the cherry pie of New Wave's on effect right now

This is what you get for waiting such a long time, i've been so silent, just made some features here and there

Kneel down when i'm there

Chopra the Spitter is now back