What if I took this pressure off of myself
If I put all my records back up on the shelf
But I know I can't leave
So I roll up my sleeves
And give one more strong heave
Bet you know I'm deceased
'Til I'm back in three months with some brand new shit
Haven't been back in months but you still heard me spit
I wanna give up but I know what I want
Every line that I write becomes stifled with thought
I need to go get it I have to I will
I feel like I'm Sisyphus climbing this hill
Lyricism and verses; the hours I spend
To keep out of hearses; pick towers with friend
I wanna give up but I know I never will
If I took myself way back: when I could never feel
When I didn't know why
That I wanted to die
But I know that I tried
Prob'ly five or six times
So that's why I'm here
Holding on - it's for fear
If I find myself back there I'll never be here
I've determined my purpose and the things that I want
Entertainment forever that's my dictated thought
Through my dictated thoughts
Explicate my plots
When I try to explain to you my haves and have-not's
I'm just trying to talk - keep it simple and fine
As I rehearse in this Mirror every line after line
There is one thing I want: to entertain forever
But if I do find that futile is my endeavor
Then I might give up and just let myself go
I'll be hanging from the curtains at the end of my show
The curtains be called; drag me down on a ladder
Don't be gentle with me, I was never one to splatter
Check out my tats try to piece together meaning
You'll never understand me and your words are demeaning
You don't know what I am, where I've been, what I've done
So before you judge me: take a bite of your tongue
Actually consider what thing you know best
Be it stars, cars, or your family crest
I don't know what it will be
But I promise you this
The only way you'll understand me is not hand over fist
If I choose to tell you what stories I have
It would never really matter; you'd just sit back and laugh
And though these few verses are lacking punchlines
I hope you may see how these words are divine
Come from 929
The creation of my spine
And the feelings that I cook
Every line after line
Each Corona with lime
And nursery rhyme
Each listen sublime
Each fabricated line
With or without rhyme
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gunnas, gunnas, gunnas
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gunnas, gunnas, gunnas
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this
Reasoning - Welcome Back Lyrics
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What if I took this pressure off of myself
If I put all my records back up on the shelf
But I know I can't leave
So I roll up my sleeves
And give one more strong heave
Bet you know I'm deceased
'Til I'm back in three months with some brand new shit
Haven't been back in months but you still heard me spit
I wanna give up but I know what I want
Every line that I write becomes stifled with thought
I need to go get it I have to I will
I feel like I'm Sisyphus climbing this hill
Lyricism and verses; the hours I spend
To keep out of hearses; pick towers with friend
I wanna give up but I know I never will
If I took myself way back: when I could never feel
When I didn't know why
That I wanted to die
But I know that I tried
Prob'ly five or six times
So that's why I'm here
Holding on - it's for fear
If I find myself back there I'll never be here
I've determined my purpose and the things that I want
Entertainment forever that's my dictated thought
Through my dictated thoughts
Explicate my plots
When I try to explain to you my haves and have-not's
I'm just trying to talk - keep it simple and fine
As I rehearse in this Mirror every line after line
There is one thing I want: to entertain forever
But if I do find that futile is my endeavor
Then I might give up and just let myself go
I'll be hanging from the curtains at the end of my show
The curtains be called; drag me down on a ladder
Don't be gentle with me, I was never one to splatter
Check out my tats try to piece together meaning
You'll never understand me and your words are demeaning
You don't know what I am, where I've been, what I've done
So before you judge me: take a bite of your tongue
Actually consider what thing you know best
Be it stars, cars, or your family crest
I don't know what it will be
But I promise you this
The only way you'll understand me is not hand over fist
If I choose to tell you what stories I have
It would never really matter; you'd just sit back and laugh
And though these few verses are lacking punchlines
I hope you may see how these words are divine
Come from 929
The creation of my spine
And the feelings that I cook
Every line after line
Each Corona with lime
And nursery rhyme
Each listen sublime
Each fabricated line
With or without rhyme
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gunnas, gunnas, gunnas
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gunnas, gunnas, gunnas
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this
If I put all my records back up on the shelf
But I know I can't leave
So I roll up my sleeves
And give one more strong heave
Bet you know I'm deceased
'Til I'm back in three months with some brand new shit
Haven't been back in months but you still heard me spit
I wanna give up but I know what I want
Every line that I write becomes stifled with thought
I need to go get it I have to I will
I feel like I'm Sisyphus climbing this hill
Lyricism and verses; the hours I spend
To keep out of hearses; pick towers with friend
I wanna give up but I know I never will
If I took myself way back: when I could never feel
When I didn't know why
That I wanted to die
But I know that I tried
Prob'ly five or six times
So that's why I'm here
Holding on - it's for fear
If I find myself back there I'll never be here
I've determined my purpose and the things that I want
Entertainment forever that's my dictated thought
Through my dictated thoughts
Explicate my plots
When I try to explain to you my haves and have-not's
I'm just trying to talk - keep it simple and fine
As I rehearse in this Mirror every line after line
There is one thing I want: to entertain forever
But if I do find that futile is my endeavor
Then I might give up and just let myself go
I'll be hanging from the curtains at the end of my show
The curtains be called; drag me down on a ladder
Don't be gentle with me, I was never one to splatter
Check out my tats try to piece together meaning
You'll never understand me and your words are demeaning
You don't know what I am, where I've been, what I've done
So before you judge me: take a bite of your tongue
Actually consider what thing you know best
Be it stars, cars, or your family crest
I don't know what it will be
But I promise you this
The only way you'll understand me is not hand over fist
If I choose to tell you what stories I have
It would never really matter; you'd just sit back and laugh
And though these few verses are lacking punchlines
I hope you may see how these words are divine
Come from 929
The creation of my spine
And the feelings that I cook
Every line after line
Each Corona with lime
And nursery rhyme
Each listen sublime
Each fabricated line
With or without rhyme
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gunnas, gunnas, gunnas
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gunnas, gunnas, gunnas
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this come up
No way, no way
Uh-uh, uh-uh
You ain't gonna stop this
Writer: Ryan Simpson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid