a hypocrite who spit shit he never did I'm a speak the truth whether positive or negative Don't get me wrong, I put songs that was conscious out But
dead acres set us apart light years away our self consciousness ties the knot to the rope that keeps the distance my emotions pull me from every direction
deeply dirty hiding from too many eaten needs protection with selection cover all not needing anything resentment unrelenting change to self destructive
??I don't wanna be on this ride, I've changed my mind; we're all gonna die.a?? The other riders would look around self-consciously. Should they help?
events will hence forth be seen as retro-active And not representative of the individually determined is Furthermore, as determined by the collective consciousness
dream needs the one to escort the self through every essentiality Ideal self: creative and lunatic Real self: multicoloured Oh, come to my dream Lilith Ideal self
did, your eyes filled (We've got) Discomfort (To slow down) Bare foot in a public washroom Spill on me your nostalgia and cataracts That fell behind self-conscious
is not hippish it's not white not black it's just conscious conscious of your health, conscious of your self instead of being so damn conscious of your
rapper bomb as me And when the police pushin', nobody's calm as me Wait a minute, you know what's fucked up Black people in college act stuck up So self-conscious
I don't know, I don't know There is so much I would keep you from lf I, if I could Oh, maybe you won't see My too self-conscious tumblings My running
ever wanted to do in life develop a sixth sense a very accurate sixth sense no inhibitions breaking through the river between consciousness and
this is what you need You'll never understand Innocence and innuendo Confidence and acquiescence now And you still won't make it Self-consciousness
yearns I'm bleeding from my brain It needs me I'm helpless, trapped behind Its walls Tearing apart my mind It burns Upon my naked soul It feeds Streams of consciousness
ground The condition's gone from bad to worse Time is running out, and the future's full of doubt Are the good times really over? We can make the good times now A neurotic, self conscious
change gonna come Asher Roth: We've been pompous ever since Columbus couldn't work a compass We've accomplished what we conjured up while conscious And consciously
my quest is simple a desire iA'm trying to feed ever since aware of myself consciousness - just being there to bleed eyesore for others - since the day
us, they serve and they wreck us Never respect us, arrest us and always stress us To see the Devil die is my purpose of to live up Self-determinance
these trials Incised omentum, avulsed intestines Abdominal evisceration, self-dissection Mellifluent gore is met with ennui My tragic reward is naught but death's kiss Consciousness