Pressure

I can flip it for the high, I drop bodies on the low
I do a lot of things you know, and a lot of things you dont
Illegal weapons in my pocket when Im walkin out the house
Saw you typin, heard you talkin, you got lost were never found
If I go off dont stay around, Ima drop you then Im out
Then its back into the cut, drag me back into the mud
Anything or any reason just to keep me from the sun
I aint hidin I aint seekin if you see me better run
I aint lyin, you a *****, you gon regret it if you dont
Find your body six months later coexisting with the mold
Flow existing like a god, infinite cant never stop
OmenXIII beat the odds, XIII aint on the clock
XIII aint part of time, XIII cannot be stopped
XIII can never die, XIII wont ever flop
OmenXIII black shirt black jeans, you can feel it when you pass me
Feel the chills up in your spine because of all the darkness I bring
Because all the pain inside me is something, I cant contain
And Its something that I hate, something I just cant negate
So I struggle with the feeling of feeling every day
And I struggle with the feeling of breathing when I just cant
And I struggle with the feeling of only making mistakes
So I struggle with the feeling of only feeling my pain
But I dont struggle with the feeling of not, seeing the light
Im a candle in the dark, lantern in the night
Planters on the steps, switchblades in the sky
Dead man on the floor, no tears in my eyes
No feeling inside, that feeling of mine
When I die every night, I used to cry every night
I used to be the person that needed a personal connection with everybody that I knew
But then when I got it, I was still scared
Scared of my life, and scared for myself
Scared of never gettin the picture
Never wanna be the one to die alone
But I still still wanna be the one to make the difference
Never wanna be the one that cant be strong
I wanna be the roots, I wanna be the trunk, I wanna be the branches
I wanna be the leaves, I wanna be the blossom that I imagine
I wanna be the roots, I wanna be the trunk, I wanna be the branches
I wanna be the leaves, I wanna be the blossom that I imagine
But I cant be everything, what you see is what you see
No one left to pick you up, but I will never let you down
But I cant be everything, what you see is what you see
No one left to pick you up, but I will never let you down