Alphabyte - Binge Lyrics

I float and I drift I'm quick to ponder the past like
Im fallin I pass lights I'm ballin my fist tight
This wall doesn't sit right the frame isn't fit I
Struggle this brick might flip if I click my
Switch and then hit drive emissions emit five

Wakin up from dreams where im slittin my wrists
The common issue is this I stress livin as if
Bein committed convinced this dream I'm chasin is it
I rap and pour out a fifth I lost a lot I admit It's hard to talk about shit
Thats hurtin crushin to bits I write these words for they split
They give me courage to spit It's a like a permanent gift
And I'm still learnin to mix I'm blendin sounds from the mist

I gotta pound with my fist Im talkin ounces to bricks
I'm tryna polish my wits I'm reading books I guess Lit
As my new apetite gets It's f*ckin starvin I bit
They call me Alpha I rip I tare this beat with my grip
The fangs and claws are equipped their covered blood as it drips
I raise it up so my lips they catch it all and I lick
I watch it fall as I sip so then I swallow in which
That leads to crawlin against

The hall I'm hollow but dense I'm like a bottle that's rinsed
I've washed all of my sins my friends wallow pretend
That if I follow the trend of livin like there's no end
Then suddenly it depends they call it luck or it's Zen
But what I struck with a pen is more than upward revenge

You tryna f*ck with this binge? Your sentence starts it begins
I got a lethal syringe I have it drippin from ends
It's double sided it's drenched from stickin eyelids my stitch

Experimentin with grips too I'm deep in the thick glue
I'm stuck man I can't move I'm up but I stand true
Bend bars like they bamboo imma star or a black moon
My average of stats prove that rappins a vaste pool
I'm rapid don't ask whose got passion to match you
Got acid in backrooms some tablets got hash too
Get sucked in this bad mood with luck I just pack two
I smoke then get back to

Talkin in ya ear as if I'm god and you fear
You think I'm far but im near you got that harbored up sheer
That f*ckin rawness appears when it gets harder to steer
And every targets a mirror you gotta battle what's here
We got some demons this year we've never seen em it's weird

But we got dreams that interfere I bleed for reasons
The devil and God have made agreements
On my soul it's Even Stevens
I've come to grievance
Jesus why'd you leave it?
In this life I need you in it
These people I see percentage
Heart beats? More like beeps per minute