the world

[bez]

Im sad, upset, kinda gettin depressed, stressed cos the world looks down on Bez,
Hates him with a passion, an assassin to his strengths,
Its like I've got the depths but just cant contest the lengths,
Just want to jump fence, jump ship, to new waters,
An be happy like a man reunited with his daughters after years of war tortures,
This worlds bore my features an Im teaching my way up,
An Im coming face first, skin and bone, no makeup,
No jacob no nothing, no clothes, no sin, no shit, Im gon win, cos Im free from this,
Material pleasures, cashmir sweaters, jackets of leather, do I look better?
No, a phony, so show me the right way to surivive,
Because I want to open up my eyes before I touch the skies,

[QuietTruth]

Nigga. I'd buy your album.

That shit was tight nigga, tight.