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lirik lagu ministry of truth - personal asylum

[verse 1: jay masta & mæve]
come on, come on
every time i write a new flow, i’m in the rhythm zone
hidden dome spitting but i’m feeling alone in this sh~t and
i’m the forbidden brother known to be sitting at home
spitting off dome but all my pants ripping, i’m thinking
how could it be the written word that is sitting up in my head
kinda fitting but all the times i forget them, it seems like
i must be tripping over the consequence
skippin’ over my consciousness, getting all my monstrous flows to fit in
sh~t we forget is in the past that is written
and all the tasks that are hitting can make the mask feel like sickening
with empty flasks we are making our straight~up paths to be takin’ our final laughs
when we forget about the past sitting
can we be able to drop the nasty sh~t getting up in the craftsmansh~t
letting ourselves get robbed of all the passion and picking?
can we be masked and still get asked how we ticking onto the rhythm
that’s cl!cking and dropping ash from my hash that i’m ripping?
an uncontrolled mind letting it slip n’
i feel like i’ll never be able to get to where i want
but yo, the clock keeps on ticking and ticking tock
yo, i’m f~cked in my environment
letting all sh~t get into my head too quick to rap about it
breaking my inner peace
taking my ener~geez, shaking me up like a bad boyfriend
drinking to stop this whole asylum
please let them be frees and choose the words to these
kind of tracks, now i’m letting you out
now go with the flow we enable (go)
did we ever drop w~whack sh~t, y~yo, it’s debatable (go)
show how you know what we aim for (show)
the greatest singer on the line, on our table
now we gonna grow like the doe in our staple (grow)
we bring the hard sh~t, letting you think and rock (grow)
and now the show could be more of a fatal mistake (show)
people bark sh~t, tricky people’s talk
but no matter what they say, it’s been told already
a heavy no go deadly (no matter what they say)
critical thinking and your palms are sweaty
when grabbing mics, no mo’ eliot ness sh~t
every beat in the chest (beat in the chest)
hit like wrecking ball, urgently as i come
got the best with me but still press our live or test with it
how far we go, befo’ the stress
nests in it i confess, i’m lone in my mind
all the time, now i’m trapped in my personal asylum (personal asylum)
[chorus: mæve]
how would it feel to see what’s going on inside your head?
maybe you’d like to state exactly how you feel
knowing that you can’t seem to break out of your personal asylum
how would it feel to see what’s going on inside your head?
maybe you’d like to state exactly how you feel
knowing that you can’t seem to break out of your personal asylum

[verse 2: simplesceme]
yo, as the silence reaches
as the silence tells a preach
i stay behind my eyes and put the focus on peace when it leaches me
told when i need to be, yo when i need to do
thoughts of a plan to flee, f~ck, and still is
my biggest blessing this ability to rhyme
i like to shine in my own state, dancing outta line, i guess
i might like there ain‘t no time ‘cause if this life gives me lemonade
i turn it back to lime
check it, i got a hundred things stacked in my head, stuck
finances sh~t hard makin’ that bread, i rock on in my personal asylum
i roam from bones, to pick bottom, to fat chrome tips
i hit it like a metal cage built in my head
feel like i‘m starvin’ on emotions, left to bleed in a shed
the only light above my fed~up mind
a small red~stained~glass frame nailed up stuck shut forever, i‘ve had it
i‘ve mumbled for years, f~ck i’m static
sitting on my same pain written in my panic
and it represents the center of my self
yo, the voice in the back keeping me from going sanic
[violin solo interlude]

[chorus: mæve]
how would it feel to see what’s going on inside your head?
maybe you’d like to state exactly how you feel
knowing that you can’t seem to break out of your personal asylum
how would it feel to see what’s going on inside your head?
maybe you’d like to state exactly how you feel
knowing that you can’t seem to break out of your personal asylum

[verse 3: deltak!llsthem]
now when i wrote this song, i was living in a rut
some people want it, some peeps it cuts
some peeps are open books; me i wasn’t that
i was scared of my truth, now look we building up
for the whole stage
and the whole world sitting outside
i wasn’t ever prepared, but i knew to fight
for a bold life, and form a new life worth is living
from trenches deep down this music’s given
i’m chillin’, but every day i’m reminiscing
well not every day but you will get to dissin’
your own old self, when you don’t accept
because what you are is, him what you left
now best accept and move forwards
because the future really doesn’t move towards us
and use sawdust to build an enterprise
you got to learn to think small before feeling nice, how?
[chorus: mæve]
how would it feel to see what’s going on inside your head?
maybe you’d like to state exactly how you feel
knowing that you can’t seem to break out of your personal asylum
how would it feel to see what’s going on inside your head?
maybe you’d like to state exactly how you feel
knowing that you can’t seem to break out of your personal asylum

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