Tokens ft. Supaadry Lyrics

My devils inside developed levels of pride

Experimental like lentil in rented tents in the sky

Potential vibe bout which rental to buy

Or whether the reverend's high or just a hell of a guy

Relish in rhyme, settle with intelligent shine

And keep the thoughts running so I exercise my mind

I'll take the rest in stride, make the best of life

My shaking breaths and breaking sweats have caked the stress in lines

Replaced my bets and thrived, peep the logic

Keep watching these streets bleed deep with toxins

Knowledge is power

I was hollow but I can't swallow following cowards

Give me a minute, or let me borrow an hour

My sorrow had flowered, now music gives me strength

To move within its depths

To soothe the inner mess

To prove that loose screws can boost the bigger steps

I grew some ligaments, expanded horizons

Branded silence and landed in a land of the giants

Spiritual program, grip it with both hands

The physics of a miracle in lyrical romance

From broke and broken

Hope can open

The rope of choked holds into physical growth man

Known to poke holes in the pits of emotion

Frozen so cold in the midst of that ocean

Remote.. no control in the crippled devotion

The smoke and stoked coals and the whips and the lotions

Difficult notions, its the trip of the potion

The whispers of the miserable in syllable motion

Little unspoken, gift of an omen

Its the strip of addiction and the gift of these tokens

Floating.. and I crave the sun

To make up for the days I was a slave to drugs

Pain, rusted chains and the tainted sludge

To emerge from the earth with the taste of love

Yeah, rocking Primitive flavour

A mix of sick syllables the lyrical major

(Its like:)

Jeckel and Hyde decided Meth was alright

Invited precious to vibe while live sets were devised

I step to the mic with the vocal heat

Bring it fresh, bring it live like its sposed to be

I froze the beat, let it thaw my brain

Like to pause in the day feel it course my veins

Portions of rage, assortment of chains

Performance enhanced by the force of a change

Its the source of shade, neglected sun

As the porcelain caved as I wrecked my lungs

Now I sit paying hommage to a token

Running from the nothingness erupting from the broken

To thine own self be true

From a selfish me, to a selfless you