The Calm & The Wild

(THE CALM)
I feel just like the rain
They keep closing Windows on me
Fuck all you bitches, always knew that they were phony
I keep self medicating
Terminating all my patience
Tapping like a Raven
I'm Eric Draven, bitch, I’m Wes Craven
At the grave and laying fakes and snakes
666 feet deep into the foundation
By Lucifer, forsaken
But God had to come and save me
Have you ever cried so uncontrollably
Feeling like something is holding me
Three splits in my personality
And all of them scolding me
Folding me symmetrically
Asymmetrically the symmetry
Keeps flirting with telemetry
It's like telepathy the way they speak to me
They reach for me to bleed this scene and kill your dreams
I sowed the crops and pitched a tent right on the green
Now my real intents to crash the stocks and make em worship me
These voices will not stop their screams
I sleepwalk right on my enemies
And then I show them they're not men to me
I put it back to how it was meant to be
Then I take it like it was meant for me
You cowards shouldn’t have sent for me
Nothing is what you meant to me
And now you're nothing in the cemetery
Chilling beneath the Virgin Mary
While I head right back to your spot
And I got the rest buried
With some shots you can not parry
The spots vary but now I'm blacking out and it's getting scary

I'm in the land of the damned and I am their King (REPEAT)

(THE WILD)
I like flexing on niggas
And pulling out triggas
I'm rolling with niggas
That roll up the swishas
All of us winners
Ain't no damn beginners
All of us sinners
Just sipping on Guinness
You fuck with my niggas
I'm yelling out timber
Then watch em all fall
Just like leaves in December
I’m weeded remember
The demons within us
Spit heat in the winter
My meat in the center
Eat pussy for dinner
And bang in the rental
Snort coke off the mirror
No hope to get clearer
Broke from the hustle
I carry my pain
She watch as I shuffle
Then cry in the rain
What a crying shame
From this crying game
We all dying in vain
But who carries the blame
They playing both sides
So we doing the same
I’m afraid I will die
Fore I ever see change ..........

My mission's a modern rendition of Ancient Egyptian traditions
I’m just inches from the finish
My shine diminished your interest
Ops fold like beginners in the Olympics
Akin to Sid Vicious with my crew of Misfits
I hit a Thot bitch with thick dick
Sick with the whip one slip'll make her flip
Shooting from the hip counterfeits get hit quick til you quit
Smoking spliffs of that Piff when I'm close to cliffs
I sowed up and sold the scripts
Bringing it thorough with the shits
Off the shits and out the sarcophagus
They looking for me like I'm Morpheus
Got me wondering how long it takes to get
To the bottom of her esophagus
I’m halfway through the sloppiness

OUTRO:
Guns, Bitches, Drugz, is how This World runs
Gunz, Bitchez, Drugz (REPEAT)