Numb

Lyrics

[intro: Chino XL] Is everybody in? Is everybody in? Welcome to, welcome to, the symphony of [?] I feel numb, following the map of bones Chino XL, Roc C [Verse 1: Chino XL] He slept 'cause I been pinning my [?] sober Didn't realize how bad he was bodied till the song was over Trey traumatized, staring, listening to Blank Space His wifey like, "Why'd you do a song with Chino in the first place?" I've been meaning to ask you, worse, I've been fiending to slap you So fierce that the goddess Athena's erected a statuе Of my likeness and placed it insidе of time capsules and castles But mistaken for Vikings in history's factual writings I flow with the power of Poseidon's trident Icarus is flying, terrifying as a warlock in the darkness hiding I put in work like I am unemployed Searching for an occupation I splatter your face and give you lacerations Should've never been taken from psychiatric observation Electrify, destroy energy conservation Brain waves been misshapen, I burn sage in a tin, praising my sin Hoping that this has all been a hallucination Moving in and out of the game like I'm Pastor Mason Evil misbehaving with a Wes Craven fascination Living in the haven with pretty pagan maidens, that's nasal cocaine And springing like it's the 80s with Ronald Reagan I got my pedals breaking, trying to get my Footloose like I'm Kevin Bacon If you 25 plus, you should catch that meaning You slow saga, cover your grill like Lady Gaga You in gold, but your soul flake like Goldschläger Here To Save You All was Metaphor's mama Punchlines' papa, six similes, I'm god of the genre I constantly conquer the conquerors with cocky confidence Chino the harmonist will mollywop the populace The angriest, stubbornest, gotta beg me to go clubbing this The beauty of Adonis but I speak of such ugliness Blaming our parents for the hell that they brought us in A history of violence with no signs of ego, war and sin I'm like a mortician that is slicing through bone and skin Put you in the box, the same one that your Jordans is in Death is the apparent plight of even the healthiest Spit my pain in the flame, Fahrenheit or Celsius [Chorus: Chino XL] I'm numb, I am cursed from the words of my tongue It's been 11 years since I walked in the sun Burnt memories, don't think that I've ever been young You hate me, it's okay, I share your opinion I am cursed from the words of my tongue It's been 11 years since I walked in the sun Burnt memories, don't think that I've ever been young You hate me, it's okay, I share your opinion [Verse 2: Roc C] Look, after the rain there's no [?] [?] your cocaine stuck in the fiend's arm Run into a crowded room, holding a pipe bomb I'm numb to the world, so my feeling is fuck y'all Never been a nigga in my league who can touch dawg I'm back on the block like "What y'all?" I serve niggas and fuck broads I cut y'all into half, the boy, kinda nuts though Born by two psychopaths, I might go spazz I won't go last, I'm cut through glass I'm bonkers Kidnap a shit, put the heat to Willy Wonka Absurd, been around more rocks than a smoked herb Used to curse, served, moved up to slang and hold herbs She would lie, I would die before the verse is heard She knew I'm still real as a rock, stand by his words Treat, crucify, anybody who got the urge So nerve, either way I'm still numb [Chorus: Chino XL] I'm numb, I am cursed from the words of my tongue It's been 11 years since I walked in the sun Burnt memories, don't think that I've ever been young You hate me, it's okay, I share your opinion Numb, I am cursed from the words of my tongue It's been 11 years since I walked in the sun Burnt memories, don't think that I've ever been young You hate me, it's okay, I share your opinion