Lyrics

Conscious rap was vibin but they said it wasn’t sellin
So instead of Tribe the Questin was for highs I guess I get it
But we sold our de la soul's
And reassigned the proper metrics
Violent rap survived and Darwinized the profits, zealots
Survival o the fittest
Trade your bars for gems
And you’ll be shinin that’s the realest
In this climate of addiction, style
Big Pharma is the illest now
As long as pills are fillin
You ain’t really gotta feel the sound
The world is full of Juice
And while you floatin’
You been fin to drown
How many rappers out here missin now
But they sell you with this vision and this fear of missin out
The industry’ll fuck us
So we follow what is trendin
Brag about these hollow tips
But it’s all hollow tip the pen in
I lace my verse with fentanyl
And lean into attention
Toe tags for the mentions
Body bags for what they spendin
While they braggin we descendin
From the ground
We all descendants now
Sinners don't sleep in this broken town
Tradin their souls for some golden brown
Feel the release
Come back down
But when I'm comin up
Killers on the city streets baggin it up
Crooks and addicts with habits get rushed
We livin in vein
Just to end it all
And I spent it all
On that
Fentanyl
My cousin was a pitcher
On that curve he got that scholarship
On campus he’s the man
Throwin heaters he was hot as shit
But then he hurt his arm
Senior year his time to prove it
Started takin pain killers
So he could play and keep it movin
Scouts watchin
Couldn’t lose em
So he took more
And he kept usin
Fore he knew it
He’s abusin
Fast balls and two seams
Too clean
But now he’s losin, wait
Drug test he failed so they kick him off the team
He tried to kick the habit
But he’s mad that he had lost his dreams
It’s sad but he got off the Lean
But all it takes is one reminder
In his mind he couldn’t help it
He was tryna finally settle
Midnight he went outside
He was fighting with his devils
"One hit," he told himself
"It’ll help me through this hell
I know I’m sick and I need help
But one hit man what the hell"
So he lit it then he took it to the face
But as the story goes you know that fentanyl was laced
Sinners don't sleep in this broken town
Tradin their souls for some golden brown
Feel the release
Come back down
But when I'm comin up
Killers on the city streets baggin it up
Crooks and addicts with habits get rushed
We livin in vein
Just to end it all
And I spent it all
On that
Fentanyl
Took my heart you took my fucking life
You took my pride you took my mind
Took who I am and turned to vice
You took my fam I burned the price
And now I stand on murdered time
And all my plans have turned to ice
I burn in fire
Build this pyre higher
I’m wired in this dopamine
Get higher still a broken fiend
Supplier of the hopeless dreams
When it’s all smoke
The only rope’s the one that chokes
Will they remember me
Take all my memories
And light them on this fire
Fire for the crooked dealer
He who packaged hate
Fire for that greedy villain
He who had it laced
Fire for my future
That look on my fathers face
My mother's still in tears
My cousin he’s too far away
When they told me to get help and yes I tried
I tried again but in the end
We’re all just vane
And in the end
It came to veins
And in the end I died in vain
And in the end
I tried to
Fuck it
Written by: Knox Hill, Ren Gill
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