Thoughts

By Nomatic

On SyNatiX

Released on July 17, 2017

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I'ts 4:45 am man

Just sitting here.. smokin'

Just

You know thinkin' 'bout life

Writing, thoughts

You know..

Figured I gotta get it out

So here we go

What I write is my life and my visions

My advice your insight to my living

Lotta' nights I would find I was thinking

Too much so I started just to write it

Choke speaker but the patterns unwind

When it's written it's injected in my mind

If you listen when I spit it it's a combine of a dope line

With an outline from a note I wrote and I flow fly

With a cold rhyme so high sometimes I might feel like

NOTHING!

So God-damn tired of the same shit

So i'm high to remind me that it ain't it

And I lie cause I'm pacing in my mind this

Is a box and I'm starting just to trip

What if I never make it out of this place

If I don't

To me thats a disgrace

So my minds on a race no time to waste

But there's alot of risk when finding fate

And i'm tired of shit

Too tired to think

So I roll another spliff and a double with some chase

And I think a little bit but my minds like a train it never does stop

Just some along the way

And the clouds stay grey but i'm waiting for the rain

Let it all go and we get that 'bow

And it never last long that's just how it goes

But we all push on and we all grow old

Because we can't have the warmth without that cold

Cause it's 4 in the morning i'm still writing shit and i'm pouring my soul man watch me bleed

Don't ever say it's not important it is to me

Cause this shit right here is like my diary this is all of me

Man

Just let me think

Just let me write

Just let me do me an, it's gon' be alright

Just let me think

Just let me write

Just let me do me an, it's gon' be alright

Yeah

Yeah I never really thought I could do this

Especially when your teachers called you stupid

But it seems my release is to write shit

All the nights writing rhyme now I write fists

Right hook with the spit cause I'm fuckin' pissed

And I might actually fight if you tempt me

Nice guy but the thing is life is a big fuckin' ball of shit to describe it

And i'm tired of running on no mileage

And people saying there's no options but college

Nonsense they're just taught to be dull and

Never dream never push what they want and

Instead they go and get a job and they hate life

Sometimes even if it fucking pays right

Like yeah I could blow and make a mill tomorrow

And still be down and drown in my fuckin' sorrows

But I'm doing what I love if it don't work out

And I miss that route and I stay shit broke better than no go

Little money no cope that ain't funny that's a road

And I don't wanna go

So I stay straight writing

Every night striking fire like lightning

Tired no sleeping gotta keep trying

Cause I don't wanna sleep in gonna fall behind and that ain't on my mind i've

Never been from a big city

But I know the gritty gritty

My town shittier than pitty pitty

So I write all I see drugs and all the feins

From the beauty to the beast there's a lot in the east

But I guess that is me

Way down deep I'm never gonna be no i'm never gonna see what I really wanna be they keep telling me but I got id-eas

Imma beat that test imma lit that c'est imma speak that pen till the ink don't splurge don't take no rest gotta make that verse

Imma go head first not knowing what's ahead

But behinds no worse

Yeah

Fuck what they say imma cast my curse

Imma slap them verbs

Imma pass that herb

I don't hate earth

No I just need space

Imma listener, this world just cray

And i've been over since I seen that grey

Depression sucks

But i'm doing okay

Can't mess this up it's all I got and

I'm coming from a spot

With a mission filled vision and I mix em in a plot

Fit it with my inner better thinking in a knot

Fuck it intuition gonna push it like it's paused

Just a bunch of thoughts

Just let me think

Just let me write

Just let me do me an, it's gon' be alright

Just let me think

Just let me write

Just let me do me an, it's gon' be alright

Yeah