’Til I Die

'Til I die, this shit won't stop

Can't stop, won't stop. At least, I hope not..
'Til the moment I die, ima do this right til i doze off
Live it to the limit, while being tied to the sickness
I can't help but make some sick shit everytime that I'm in this bitch
Thief's back with a classic, and there's more from where it came
Took a canvas off the floor to chuck on the palace wall - painted
Opened Pandora's box, insanity's on the brink
Tossing and turning in my sleep since the ship happened to sink
How you like me now? I'm getting busy in these Hamilton streets
Placed centre in the plaza downtown, with a hand in my drink
As I walk across this desert, stressed, lost within this depression mess
Tryna find guidance but I can't afford the cost of more sessions yet
On a pursuit for the prize, catch me if you cowards can!
Moving through aisles, grabbing shit off shelves, like a Brand Power ad
You make the cake, you bake the cake, but in the end, I take the cake
All you see is dust clouds as I break out and escape the maze

'Til I die, this shit won't stop