Black Mamba

When did this start up again, should I take it or leave?
I wasn’t ready to be
If there is reach in the scheme you can make me believe
Question my identity
Maybe I’m making up for all the times that I gave up
I know there’s proof in the scheming, I’ll make 'em believe
I just need someone to see
Cause I’m making up for all the times that I gave up
And they might have to charge for all the times I went too far
When the knife carved the sign beyond the basis to unwind
State of mind, separate the need to feed the trajectory
I’d say
Hold me up I’m held accountable
Way to shit the bed I’d be hard pressed just to find a common thread
Put on the stage lights
Dead tired of the focus shifting on
By stand, withstand, basking in my vicious cycle
I’m a witness, to the final, stages
Pulling back layers, what a vision
I won’t bother, a distraction
Unaccommodating, get out of
The picture, the picture, the picture, the picture
The picture, the picture, the picture, the picture
Cause I’m making up for all the times that I gave up
And they might have to charge for all the times I went too far
When the knife carved the sign beyond the basis to unwind
Take a time, making up, for all the times that I gave up
And they might have to charge for all the times I went too far
When the knife carved the sign beyond the basis to unwind
Separate the need to feed the trajectory
I’d say…