Saint Judah - NAOMIAIME Lyrics

That's how it's pronounced so don't ask me
Take 1
F*ckin animal, anorexic cannibal. nigga spit the flammable, f*ck a
Nah f*ck that shit, that shit was trash... bring it back
Tryna figure out how I should start the verse
Writer's block's a f*cking curse, I swear this shit's the worst
Life's a bitch and death's a flirt, wonder who's f*cking first?
For what it's worth, I'll have it figured out before the second verse
It's hard to tell if i'm an angel or a demon
I'm scheming on slaying satan and throwing hands with the deacon
They like- what is he saying, the f*ck is this nigga thinking?
Call em Mr. Fantastic, the way these niggas be reaching
I'm destined for greatness, I just had a couple detours
But name ya top ten, and I'll wash them niggas like seashores
I ain't got no patience, niggas fake like Maury decoys
So if it ain't bout the profit, then f*ck you bothering me for?
I see my savior in the mirror in the morning
Rolling while I'm yawning, in my bed is something foreign
Keys from the organ playing as I watch the codeine pouring
Tears rolling while recording, I ain't used to these emotions, damn
When you lost for so long, you just wanna win
When ya prayers don't get answers, you just wanna sin
Life is the ending of death, death is when life begins
Call me crazy but I'd die to feel alive again
Tryna figure out why I just wrote this song
Asking myself all these questions, but I get no response
The quickest way to lose yourself is to keep holding on
I bet they prolly thinking "Saint, what you be smoking on?"
I think I'm too intelligent for my own benefit
I think I'm pretty optimistic for a pessimist
I be talking to this mic like it's my therapist
My only nemesis is my closet that's filled with skeletons
I'm a
Ghost in the Shell, God in the flesh
I done meditated with monks, I done partied with death
I done pushed Honda Accords and skirted off in a Lex
I been tryna write my wrongs, so please, pardon the left
See when it storms, I never know if I should brace it
Or let it wash me away and become one with the waves
Oddly enough, I find myself craving the rain
Cuz the smallest taste of joy lies within the deepest pain
Life is a matter of preference
Behind the doors of deception
Reality is subjective
It's like we live in inception
Sensations and perceptions
Humanity's strongest weapons
Try to shift your perspective
And you just might get the message
But prolly not
Yeeeaaaaaa prolly not
The world is full of cyber thots
And niggas flexing like they hot
Writing on writer's block
Cypher with disciples
Life's a movie that we all forgot
It's up to us to write the plot