Resurrection lyrics

[Intro]
I check the pulse then I resuscitated
Loss of consciousness confused for hyperventilatin
Barely breathin' while receivin' heart palpitations
I tried to bring it back alive to revive the patient

[Hook 2]
But a n*gga don't think about much though
A n*gga don't think about much though [2x]
I said, uhh
A n*gga don' t think about much though [3x]

[Verse 1]
Ah came in with a motherf*cking attitude
Do I really gotta say the way a motherf*cker feeling
I’m a villain tryna make a f*cking killing I'ma get it
Lord willing as I pass these margins, and
Pass these bars in between these pages
Paint a picture of pain for the people to proposition with a
Confidence for my competition, they’re gonna need that
Ten years from now bet a n*gga supercede that
Never seen that, tell me where the trees at
Motherf*ck that, n*gga tell me where the green at
Two 9-to-5's, still broke can’t believe that
So stressed out gotta go and get a weed sack
Get a cigarillo, roll it up my n*gga ease back
Feel the wind breeze, we under the weeping willow
From adoration of fortunes of war to cover up poor sh*t
For astronomical portions from Maseratis to Porsches
To realize that n*gga gorgeous, time is flawless
This is just a reminder my n*gga
I care less about material living back in there starving like
You moving for designer my n*gga please
The incite that I write is ridiculous
Receive it in your mind, it’s a blessing that was given
Or a message that was written from a n*gga that was living with some suicidal tendencies
Running wrecking religion I
Try to goes in, but my flows off
Pay attention when a motherf*cker rapping All Eyez On Me till a motherf*cker doze off, ‘fore a motherf*cker goes off
I’ll be acting like a motherf*cking show off
I'ma sell a million records, that’s a motherf*cking fact
Looking back like a motherf*cker told y’all
Looking back like a motherf*cker told y’all oh lord
[Hook 1]
I proceed to take a deep breath
Placin' passion with my lyrics, tryna keep people abreast
Drippin' blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
And there's a long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
Drippin' blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
There's a long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
There's a long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
Fill my cup, it runneth over till that muthaf*cka spill AH

[Hook 2]
But a n*gga don't think about much though
A n*gga don't think about much though [2x]
I said, uhh
A n*gga don' t think about much though [3x]

[Verse 2]
I came back with a brand new outlook
I’m just, letting my pain get exposed on a page at ridiculous speeds
The fastest of rappers that you’ve never seen
Angelic technical constantly deemed
Realizing this life isn’t all that it seems that you
See in your mind while envisioning dreams
You picture pristine, a perfect serene
As a person my purpose is murdering mind
Powerful, potent, legitimate lines
Soliloquies written I’ve hidden in rhymes
I’m offering poetry, looking for signs
I’ll make it I swear b*tch just give me some time [3x]
Don’t say sh*t to me b*tch I’m losing my mind
Stop, can a young n*gga come with a flow so dumb
Like a semi-automatic tell I'm finna let ‘em have it
Point it at your demographic, I cause panic and havoc
This barbaric jurassic velociraptor of rap is running the game down
Placing talons in your backbone
Rhymes hot enough to change a pus*y n*gga melanome
Cancerous tumors for you consumers, call it melanoma
Mesmerized by the size of the thighs on (Malona?)
Somebody call Pam Grier
I understand that my life is in ruins and shambles
My flame has gone out like the wick on a candle
My soul has been gaveled, my mind has been trampled
The pressure is mounting, it’s too much to handle
To put out a song is like giving my soul
Creative control is the glorious goal

[Hook 1]
I proceed to take a deep breath
Placin' passion with my lyrics tryna keep people abreast
Drippin' blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
And there's a long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
Drippin' blood in my ink to let you know the pain is real
There's a long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
There's a long list of emotions that I'll probably never feel
Fill my cup, it runneth over till that muthaf*cka spill AH