FEAR&LOATHING – Angel Haze

Uh, do it

Bitch I’m gon come back from nothin’
Spit in the face of these haters
I tell my niggas I’m comin’
I know I gotta go make it
I’m gettin’ so outta pocket
Took all my guns off a safety
I mean, you really wanna test me?
Man, you got it go crazy

And I stay gone
And when life hits I just crack back at it
And I waste time with distractions, then I’m back, back at it
Fear and loathing is what they play around here
Don’t ask me that shit
Nobody okay around here

No, no, no fear into loathing
Okay, now loathing to fear
Sometimes I swim on the surface
Sometimes I float in the air
Okay, the magic went missing and I went to hunt that bitch down
I saw all the creatures that’s living in the jungle got out
So now I’m soupy and muddy I’m rising up with the tangle
Being born from the mangled manger a star spangled stranger
They got they guns at a arms at arms length
But nothin’ armed with conscience
And ain’t nobody more than me though, I be sitting here watching
Spar with my awkward fight with my ugly sleep with my hell, hell
Run from my safety follow nobody be deep in my self, self
Deep in my cell, deep in my cells, deep in the trails
Back in my room, swallowing o’s, deep in the rails
Kicked down the cage to my soul yeah, who’s there?
I got the keys to my soul yo, who cares?
I got the answers, I know those (Blank stares)
I got the answers, I know those (Blank stares)

You got some place you should go
You got somewhere you should be
You can’t just bottle all your time and waste it waiting on me
And theres some things I want that I dont think I’ll make it to see
Ayo I gotta be the winner mama raised me to be

Bitch I’m gon come back from nothin’
Spit in the face of these haters
I tell my niggas I’m comin’
I know I gotta go make it
I’m gettin’ so outta pocket
Took all my guns off a safety
I mean, you really wanna test me?
Man, you got it go crazy

And I stay gone
And when life hits I just crack back at it
And I waste time with distractions, then I’m back, back at it
Fear and loathing is what they play around here
Don’t ask me that shit
Nobody okay around here

And I, just can’t remember good days
Lookin’ at you, in the mirror in a good way
Pick yo ass apart from every angle, ever took shape
Til you all in pieces in like a pawn and a rook wait
King me!
Sitting on a throne made of lies and deceit piled high
To the seats violent, violet, violins, violent rising with grief
Rise from the seats, multiple me, eyes drive to the beach
High, high dive from the peak miles, miles, miles from the sea
Who could I be?
Wait, who is I’m me?
Who is I be?
When am I me?
Why can’t I see?
Why can’t I be?
Why ain’t I free?
Why ain’t I me?
Why can’t I see?
Why ain’t I me?
Why ain’t I free?
Why can’t I see?
Loving me is contemplative
Loving me is contemplative
Loving me is contem-
Loving me, loving me
Loving me, loving me
Loving me