World of Fantasy

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Three, yeah [Hook: Lil Wayne] Living in a world of fantasy His back against the wall (Cut the music up in my 'phones) Living in a world of fantasy (Perfect) His back against the wall [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Yeah, straight off the corner, Apple and Eagle Braveheart bitch like the times are medieval Married to the block, divorced the cathedral Standing on the corner selling porcelain to people Forced into evil, it's all in your head It's all so cerebral, call me Knievel You follow and I lead you straight to the needle The bottle, the battle, the beetles'll eat you Momma named Cita, I love you Cita 'Member when your pussy second husband used to beat you? Remember when I went into the kitchen, got the cleaver? He ain't give a fuck, I ain't give a fuck either He could see the devil, see the devil in my features You could smell the ether, you can see Cita You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features I am her voice and the world is my speaker I'm speaking [Hook] Living in a world of fantasy His back against the wall Living in a world of fantasy His back against the wall [Verse 2: Question] With my spine up against these tagged up brick walls Flip grams, quick hand, quicksand, pitfalls Big balls intact through error syntax That stormy weather where the trees don't bend back Left home at 16, I ain't never been back When it come to being broke, they say I never been flat A punk ass bitch, I ain't never been that Reminisce on daddy's quart of Schlitz in his lap And his Newport box with only one stick left Snort heroin, then he shoved me in his chest Used to really believe I'll never be the best Hell must be on my shoulder cause the devil sing the rest Right on it through his binges with them poisonous syringes Beating on my mama, kicked the door off the hinges I wish I was old enough to stop him when he did it So long ago, but even I can't forget it, so listen [Hook] Living in a world of fantasy His back against the wall Living in a world of fantasy His back against the wall [Verse 3: Question] Demonic in my presence, street corner like a reverend Tryna find the change, shining lightning light in heaven Triple 7, triple 6, tribulations, triple trick Triple grip, triple spitting like I had a triple lip Let's make simple sense of the main difference Angel of Death swing, got a sinner in a clench Revolver in my fist, earthworm to a fish Bait on the line, watch me catch 'em with this Coke fly off compound, off round white rock Balling like Earl Manigault in his high top Third eye cyclops, beaten down by five cops Left for dead and this ain't even my block Thinking of my pops, thinking of my moms Rather be just blazing, listening to Saigon Cause when you think up, God strike you down Body full of current, lightning never hit the ground [Hook] Living in a world of fantasy His back against the wall Living in a world of fantasy His back against the wall