Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Mind Of Hopsin 7

It's us, find
life, mind power
It's us, find
Life live, power

Yo, fuck I might alarm
Life is a tour, I sit and ride
Taking some notes and then I write the
I'm staring down the road my has gone
Is where I belong?
Is it wrong to not in right and wrong?
My mental is fucking me up
And I pry the problem asking you for some answers
But we don't have that of bond
That my desires gone with the way that I've been lately
If I died right now, you'd turn the on
of this bullshit, niggas call me a sellout
Cause I hopped on Christianity so strongly I fell out
Now I'm avoiding questions like a scared dog with his down
so damn humiliated because they looking at me like I'm hellbound
What story should I tell now? I'll expose the truth
I'm so close to the fucking edge, I be close to you
But who the fuck are You never showed the proof
And I'm only fucking human yo, what am I to do?
There's way too many different religions with descriptions
Begging all fucking men and to listen
I can't beat my dick without getting convicted
These ain't wicked decisions, I got different
I been itching to get it, I've given assistance
But the fucking system is twisted
Now I'm dealing with this backlash because isn't a Christian
And been told that my sinful life is an addiction
But I can't buy it, just too hard to stand beside it
I need an answer and can't provide it
I look at the and Sun and I can tell a genius man designed it
truly mind blowing, I can't deny it
Is heaven Is it fake? Is it really how I fantasize it?
Where's the Holy Ghost at? How long it Man to find it?
My mind's a nonstop playing and I can't rewind it
You gave me a and expect me not to analyze it
I'm frustrated and you it
I'm not reading that motherfucking because a human wrote it
I have a fucking brain, you know it
You gave it to me to think to avoid useless moment
It was a mission that I had to
humans be lying with such an inaccurate source
It's gon' be hard to put me on the course
Next Jehovah's Witness to on my porch, I swear I'm slammin' the door
A lot of folks believe it though, but I'm not
are fucking dumb, still thinkin' that Pac's alive
I ain't trying to take your legacy and it down
I'm saying: I ain't heard shit from the horse's mouth
Just always telling stories of older guys
Who were notarized by you you finally vocalized
Now I'm supposed to bow my and close my eyes
And let the Holy Ghost arise, sound's like a fucking Poltergeist
Show yourself and then boom it's
Every rumor's gone, I no longer doubt this shit, the One
I'll admit that my ways was stupid fun
And all my old habits can hop onto of a to plunge
I'll donate to a charity that use the funds
Fuck the club, of bitches I'd hang with a group of nuns
And everyone that I ran into would what I came to do
I wouldn't take a unless it was in the name of You
I the fact that I have to believe
You haven't been chatting with me like you did and Eve
And I seen no fucking talking snake unravel from the trees
With an apple to eat, shit never happens to me
I don't know if you do or exist, it is driving me crazy
Send condolences, this is me reaching to you so don't forget
If hell is truly your pit of fire and I get in it
I'mma probably regret the fact that I wrote this shit
My gut feeling says it's all fake, I hate to say it but it, shit I done lost faith
This isn't a phase, my perspective's all changed
My thoughts just keep shit apart all day
And in my I make perfect sense
If you aren't real all my prayers aren't worth a cent
would mean that I could just make up what my purpose is
And I just sit in church and say "fuck" in the services
Man what if Jesus was a facade? Then would mean the government's god
I feel like they've been us with a lot
So that we don't even notice that we're stuck in the box
Man is "what if", why is it always "what if"
Planet "what if", the universe "what if"
My "what if", my afterlife "what if"
Every thing that deals with you is fucking suspect
I'm fucking done, I'm fucking
This is my fucking life and I'm living it, I'm fun
If you really care for me, prove I need to live carefully
But I'll be damned if I put my own pleasure aside for an afterlife that even guaranteed
We are you, and you're us, playing games
My life's all I got, and is all in my brain
And when I feel I am in hell, my ideas are what get me through
Do as you please, and just do me, I'm a human, I'll stay in my lane
Ill