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lirik lagu against the cløck – 4ria

[verse 1]
been about it, they bent the truth
i’ve been bounded by dense abuse
i’m surrounded by friends
but few of them know of my debts
i choose to hold my hopes up
i like the suspense
never fold up
my intent was to glow up at your expense

still tipping, i’m gripping the rhythm
re*living the wickedness
still having hard times
need all the focus on this sh*t
i cannot afford to do all of this part time
b*tch, i am finding the times do get rough
but i try to construct a divine use of drugs
in my mind, run amok on the grind
i could ride through the rush in the cut
the f*ck?

yeah, you got hustle, but your music sucks
yeah, i might struggle, but i won’t give up
need a b*tch with a nice bubble b*tt
subtle, but evident
so i could cuddle up and that’s a preference
preface this trouble by bursting your bubble
on purpose
i’ll humble you serpents who scuffle
certainly coupled these words
with a couplet to earn what i covet
busted, never mind, f*ck it
i’m disgusted, every line crushes
like the grudges
i’ve been flushing all these drugs quick
can’t function with your dumb sh*t
been bunched in with these f*ckheads
i’m always sad, i’ve become stressed
so tragic, i must sketch and rap till i’m struck dead
[chorus]
time is my ally
time is my enemy
time and time again
i always tend to forget these things
all this for the better things
see what the weather brings like depression
pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

time is my ally
time is my enemy
time and time again
i always tend to forget these things
all this for the better things
see what the weather brings like depression
pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

[verse 2]
fall on the floor, my heart is torn
belong in an ill asylum
still beside victims
i’m feeling violent
psilocybin, i feel ignited
with the diction, instilled through silence
don’t make a difference what anyone thinks
on a mission to fulfill the love that i link
sync both the beat and the lyrics
i dream of a spirit, it seems
it appears to be weird, yeah, i fear it
i hear it at night, but i cannot decide
try to go sink in these drugs like a deadbeat
just let me descend, leave already
heavy hearted artist, definitely hard
ever seemed departed
wretched and charred, a target
i’m destined to starve and resent the catharsis
i’ll harvest new hope
harping on karma, self harming my soul
so i have armored my ardor
to sparkle these flows
does it all startle the hoes?
when i start to expose
all of the awful and hostile old comments they wrote
on the flows hot as tropical coasts
i’m a chronic impulsive
won’t ponder your bullsh*t
no time to oppose it, i must stay focused

[chorus]
time is my ally
time is my enemy
time and time again
i always tend to forget these things
all this for the better things
see what the weather brings like depression
pressure and static gets oh so dramatic

- 4ria

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