[Intro]
Yeah, the Soul Reaper
Yeah
[Chorus]
I just suppress the head fucks, I've been too stressed to rest up
I just stay racing around like I ain't got a doubt where the heck I'll end up
I just suppress the head fucks, I've been too stressed to rest up
I just stay racing around like I ain't got a doubt where the heck I'll end up
[Post-Chorus]
Nah, but I don't ever think of my future
Yeah, feel sick, still sinking a schooner
Ah, I just froze, no hope, there's a ghost me
So broken еmotions are choking me, I just can't cope with thе potency
Nah, but I don't ever think of my future
Yeah, feel sick, still sinking a schooner
Ah, I just froze, no hope, there's a ghost me
So broken emotions are choking me, I just can't cope with the potency
[Verse]
Yeah, it's the mind of the misfit
Fight the resistance write til I've blistered
Slightly conflicted
Yeah life is a bitch, won't lie, I'm defying the system
I rely on a cycle that's vicious
Lighting a spliff, try drive through the mist while I spite my decisions
I could try split from my tyres but would I ditch it?
Why would I miss it?
Or should I try grind to the grit til it might be consistent
Ride to the brink, we're surviving the distance
No lie, we could die in a blink
What'd you think, would your life fly by in an instant?
Think I'm likely to flip, getting tired of this shit
Wanna be by her side but I'm distant
I've sticking to minding my business
Yeah, but I've been struggling to keep up
Then I hit another speed bump, huckin' on the weed
Throwing up another feed, got me bugging in my sleep
Getting stuck, I'm in a dream cuz
Running from the police, tell the fucker he can eat dust
Ducking in the streets, growing up I couldn't be stuffed
Nothing they could teach us, been beat up but I'm up and on my feet
Now these other brothers need us heaps brah
That's why I've been up for nights writing
Giving a fuck, it's right timing, living it up
As a kid I would listen to Pac
I hit em up, come try get blindsided
I'm sick of the drugs, my mind's fried it
Hide it, don't wanna try a psychiatrist
I feel lifeless, staying high all the time, on a mission to find what might strike us
See?
I'm a product of Dr. Flea, Mos Def, Eminem, Ghetts, Devlin, Depzman, Dot Rotten and lots of beats
It's on lock 'cause we got the keys, you cannot compete
It's a drop but I'm from the deep, I'll be on top once I'm on my feet
And cops watching me, I feel washed like I'm lost at sea
The pills knocking, I feel like popping heaps
But I'm back from the dead again
Rap with a pen and pad stashed by the bed
I can snap if you bet against 'Bat
You'll get smacked in the head again, slapped for the hell of it
Like you don't wanna clash me
You don't wanna battle with the Batski
You don't wanna battle with a black sheep
Nah that's not easy as that seems
[Bridge]
Soul reaper, I bleed with a pen
Been deep in the trenches, we used to roll deep like Avengers
I don't need the attention, I'm just needing the friendship
Soul reaper, I bleed with a pen
Been deep in the trenches, we used to roll deep like Avengers
I'm in need of a friendship, that ain't even a question
I just
[Chorus]
I just suppress the head fucks, I've been too stressed to rest up
I just stay racing around like I ain't got a doubt where the heck I'll end up
I just suppress the head fucks, I've been too stressed to rest up
I just stay racing around like I ain't got a doubt where the heck I'll end up
Black Sheep
