Insomniac (The Remix)

Racing through life. London.

All I do is discover Wins.

Keys like Khaled snap up every birth of new potential,

Rev don’t Toy w/ us.

All praise to the most high,

King of the Red eye.

Like.

You ever seen man hold his own son fear in his eyes like “Come ON!”

How do I leave. Turn a new leaf without tree’s. Son go rob some.

Like Walrus, man get wet up by a north Pole for the splashed cash,

My, eye, (per)CEVs, Iris(k) everything for the paper trail

How can I fail?

Suit and tie, red bull to fly it tastes so stale.

Building blocks in the distance to no avail.

All around the ends, these little scenes,

Games to play it keeps changing, Individuals in the visuals keep faith in.

Young Zues they keep waiting.

Black thought still thinking

Will it ever be safe, you see, no words to cry, look in their eyes, open my heart and keep racing…

@Sorom_tbte

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