Mockingjay

By Iszac

Released on April 20, 2024

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[Bridge]

Right in my sight seen a ghost I ain’t trippin right

Right at the light, take pacific down to paradise

Hell in my eyes, see your soul, lets fade away tonight

I can’t my feel my face I’m trippin on this bitch her name life


[Verse]

You a demon inside, gave a terrible lie

Gotta head like a hole, and your thoughts not right

I wake up and float on this beach in hell

Tip toe to the grave use my time well

In my own space, by myself mind melt

Blue dream my breeze, so please don’t mind me

Young cynical jit, cuz it’s been like this

Trust no one evеn me type shit

Till my mental flip from somе intervention

Like mandolins at my own discretion

I Cut they neck, what I forgot to mention

Wutang style, my deadly weapon

All for one or this all for nothin

Fuck em dissin I hope they crumbling

Off my head like tony stark or something

My typa high hittin like concussions


[Bridge]

Right in my sight seen a ghost I ain’t trippin right

Right at the light, take pacific down to paradise

Hell in my eyes, see ya soul lets fade away tonight

I can't feel my face I'm trippin on this bitch her name is life


[Chorus]

Running alight, hell in our minds

So why not get high have a hell of a time

We be alright, no matter the time

I’m riding for you till we fall out the sky

Dead friends geekin, seen them crawlin out they grave again

Greed my favorite feeling, over them I probably favor sin

Mockingbird, talk ya shit, I could make ya mind spin

Oh you heard, this that shit, I could rock your bitch with


[Verse]

Give no fucks bout that bitch or what she fuckin know

Got a few who switched that I still miss but how that sayin go?

Fool me once and it’s shame on you but if it happen twice it’s my fault through and through

So I kick my feet up and do this without you

Smoke this weed till my feelings due

Pay em forward raining hell on a few

Who gon’ stand in my way give no fucks bout ya crew

Im the reaper the heathen the world eating serpent

And all of these fuck boys products of my curses

Bow down to destruction who gonna die first

Body or hope, but it really don’t matter

Mind over matter you know how this works

Gimme my bag, or your soul in the dirt

Metalphonk records lill bitch what’s the word

I am not from this earth got ya world in my hand

I could throw it away leave us dead where we stand

Instead, I stand and smoke on these grams

Yeah now I never wish I focus on what’s physical

Blowing out that antidote, this toxic world unbearable

In this city facing hell up hill I’m walking casual

Seeing that these people fake I wonder if they real fo sho


[Bridge]

Right in my sight seen a ghost I ain’t trippin right

Right at the light, take pacific down to paradise

Running alight, hell in our minds

So why not get high have a hell of a time

We be alright, no matter the time

I’m riding for you till we fall out the sky


[Chorus]

Dead friends geekin, seen them crawlin out they grave again

Greed my favorite feeling, over them I probably favor sin

Mockingbird, talk ya shit, I could make ya mind spin

Oh you heard, this that shit, I could rock your bitch with