Stop Shaking Your Leg (複雑な心境)

Ever watch someone you love lose they mind right in front of ya eyes?

Like mentally they in a difference space a different time

Only to heal temporarily, you can see the scar

The lion king isn't there no more, he within the stars

My, my, my, how could this happen?

I guess by now I know that my favorite path is rappin', but after what had happened, the rappin' became my napkin for the tears

All these years I swear these demons attackin'

And not Lucifer demons, 'cause I know I found new meanin' outside of Christianity, and don't wanna sound demeaning

But I see god of nature, not everything what it seem and

I don't really know... do you? That's what I mean, no really

Have you been handed the keys to all reality? Have you been exposed to an astral plane? Shit we haven't seen?

I seen my brother scream in tears of insanity on the ground, still the sound haunts my soul, feelings of no control

Over the ones that you love

Nowhere to look, no above

Only below, under the soil, don't need a hell to boil

Should've known that addiction would break relations down

Should've known within struggle, the deeper love is found

'Cause shit is straight, but it took time and lots of hard work

Years later, it's a gift to know that he ain't get murked

Evermore, my brother pushed and found out his way...

[2016, he relapsed...]

But through the pain, I hit the catalyst for mental change

I can't know what's real, and that's what keeps me sane, mayne

I was raised under Jesus, for my parents? The same thang

Ignorance brings pain to my brain and heart at the same time

Same kind of pain I feel with these same lines

From carbon copy rappers and copy cats

Speak from your soul, this is is soul, word to ab, word to ab

Depressing or a stab to the pineal gland, a crash

Lamenting for a pass, for these trivial plans to match

My goals and all I want, 'cause I swear in life, there's a rash

Well rashes man, it's plural 'cause life done opened a gash

Inside my heart

But I'd be dead if life could kill my art, I've had the easel buried within my soul from the very start

You see, it's people I'm after

People or spirit or whatever's in their minds that connects so they can hear it

Connects so they can feel

"God" I wish were real but I see it as unknown in the creation that we feel

Not as a personal presence 'cause essence is of death now

And all I've done is live, so why I gotta feel that stress now, I'm blessed now

ScHoolboy Q reminded me, 'cause even with the shit I'm dealing with, the past ain't blinded me

It's just a sign to me, it's fine to be

Challenged and out of balance, but that beam always lined with me and always has been

If I fell off that beam, I'd be a has-been

Except I never was

That's just the business, bruh

For this rap shit, this rap shit a white tee, and I wanna be a black stain, a deep mark that's rooted in the fabric and maintained

That no OxiClean could ever obliterate, man get it straight