Simply out of this world by The too much for the soul to enjoy
I on the void and I fill it Hopin' the depressed give in and give up So listeners give up ears, it's your hero From here on a heroin high, I give off Live off my lie and my They itchin' for a new here's the calamine And I to camoflauge with other guys You see my is amused of they head noddin' I so got 'em, as hypnosis of 'cause, when I talk they just watch I 'em feel it, the feelin's' unfamiliar A of your adrenaline you can pick up a buildin' You can become a killer, if scripted The first one's free, next time I'll be ya
Here go prescription [x3] your prescription
Don't let the pain I swear my lane provide as a painkiller A painkiller, a 16 of Just let it Joe That lil' burn that you feel, good don't it? Just sit back and relax and it easy And let the beat your eyes, whoever uninspired Pay me no mind, I put in y'all's Riddle them Ritalin, attention deficit Niggas start listenin', and what I'm givin' The that they brain need Them niggas sick of hip-hop so they me And I but the IV inside of me And ignorance was drug of choice but OD'd Couldn't alone 'em I am the leader The soul that the OG's still believe in And if you not keep on promotin' them I breathe life in the game, are Kevorkian provokin' suicide but as soon as signed I drew designs for consumer's so in time I do it for all y'all, do it for all gotta wait long The has arrived just be patient Please,
Here go prescription [x3] Take prescription
See, they say one has to the past to last in the present. So I, bask in the weather while the presence of these laggers lend me rappin' to give gifts to my brethren. My nigga this is more than a vocal booth, this is my, only truth, is my risin' up. So you can ask Black Thought if I my Roots. Shit, before you? uest my Love for this, just know we would Q-Tip in the Q before you knew T.I.P. And before you knew T.I.P. I was tippin' properly to Pussy Poppin'. So, when you ask me "What you about that? ", ironically I'm askin' you the same question partna'. I am hip-hop. Past, and future. I can rap on some old Primo, sound like the present and make it feel like a sequal to the new me, bitch. I'm Wale, the prescription.