[FREE] J. Cole x Kendrick Lamar x JID Type Beat ~ “Internal“

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high caught up inna cold place, overshadowed by my solace, no lace in this foot race, soul wraith like the faith outta place again, mixed up down on my luck leave with outta trace again, don't reach for me i'm slippery when it come to, any commitment, im too quick to call it quits n my mind facin friction in the fritz, often chronically afflicted with the same shit but wont catch me bitchin, its no question how i got here, isolated but not accompanied by fear, used to blindly steer into reckless endeavors my dear on some shit they oughta know, they some sheep naivety or doe, think they smart cause honor roll, so easily they break the code, sell they soul, don't pity em, spit the pain I'm 3 for 5, reaching for 7, totin that mic like a deadly weapon, 556 get the streets steppin~ nobody tryna save n'even the reverend deep scars equipped to mend with, disregard the sentence and bear the weight, judgement of God on the sinner's face, prison eyes witness decay till descend beyond dismay, scatterbrain ricochet in all of his disarray, self isolate distance the closest friend, another fiend strung out around the bend, sleep deprived no social endurance to wanna even pretend, tension up brushed from the settled state, tense the mind, heart with a glimpse of the divine irate as he pacing to find the ground again, resonate the static sound, no intent to befriend trust issues revolve all around, from hell he's sent reprieved with another chance, deringer toted the presence of retribution, shakin the feelin he losing, grip on the demon that been abusin him, raise the standard bent from adversity, slow to realize its only himself whos hurting me, split personality like a duality of, love and hate, inhale exhale, till levitate, mediate from the self medicate and moderate the intake, till all the snakes headless, in this intention to repent know it won't happen quick, still so swift with the blade switch if detect poor faith, more bars to spit and bands to make, know I'm dope always known had what it takes, just had to get myself out of my own way, swerve into my own lane, they too fake no way to relate with all the risks i take, i just align the syllables and the rest fall in place, and if i dont find it in this life then I surely will when I break.

Puffing til I got red eyes, Imma lunatic said right, Never doubt it for a second blowing up like a lane mine, Diabolical swelled mind, Trapped inside with the held time, Trauma dumping the hell I, Don’t know how to excel I, Need my wings back to scale high,