Vulnerability Lyrics

As I watch the world in flames

Burning all these lames,

games that they play

Got nothing say

Enraged

As I spit in they face

Giving em a taste

too much for they plate

In the wake I just make

My self useful,

Making beautiful

Fix up look sharp,

Making miracles

Nothing pitiful

True North spiritual

Won't be put down

By the Miserable

Clear the air we breathe

Trying to make it liveable

Doing what I love

That's my ritual

Sometimes

gettin' cynical

So, I don't feel

No type of ill of will

Vexed by the hex,

For real for real

What it do-do

With the voodoo

Scooby-Doo Do

With the clue clue

Looking boo boo

Initially what you do

(Choke)

Hook

White hairs to losing hair,

Don't you dare go there

No cringe, (let my guard down,

Just To show my strength ) 2x

wounded by the graze

Of a shot that got me

Flashing lights

Stunting for the paparazzi

Was a standoff that

Went off with a bang

I suppose I can pose

Like I'm able to hang

Bringing a new look and

looking good in this thang

Kick it multiple times

Like my name Liu Kang

While you eat it up

Like it's a mukbang

Merry Xmas filthy animal,

keep the damn change

Provocative but

True to the aesthetic

And let it speak for itself,

But only if let it

Make space and

Self advocate

If you let the cook cook,

Let the artist create

Venting that frustration

That I had no say in

Off the dialogue,

Off Small conversation

Ain't for discussion,

All bets off the table

Letting you live your narratives

And tall tales

Hook

White hairs to losing hair,

Don't you dare go there

No cringe, (let my guard down,

Just To test my strength ) 2x

Doing what I do

Don't feel like enough

Even when I push it,

It ain't gettin' far enough

Into deep but

seem shallow enough

And when I reach that limit

Than enough is enough

Depends if I'm on the deep end,

In too deep

And I'm keeping from

What I feel is knee deep

Sinking or swimming

Am I going in deep

REM reading

Going into deep sleep

Into the inception,

Or the concept of it

Do I keep falling or

Try to be above it

Do I take my time or

Feel the need to rush it

Or get it over with

Thinking nothing much of it

No need for

nothing hackneyed

Cuz that be much worse

Than planting a bad seed

On fertile soil,

Foiled in turmoil

Already tainted

By the victor's spoil

And history written

By the so-called winners

Who got the nerve to say

That I'm damned as a sinner

But if it's hot as hell,

Than imma let it simmer

Like it's cuffing season

In the cold of the winter

Bring me the heat,

Bout to turn up a notch

Sink or swim,

I'll be postin' in a yacht

Figuratively,

Always landing with a plot

So, you can kiss my ass,

All of you bumba-Ras's-clots

Yadada mean

If you didn't catch my drift

May seem slow,

But quick when I think

Yadada mean

Opening up a new rift

So, expect paradigms

In due time about to shift