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11/e11even

by KOTUS

Verse 1: Kotus

I, have overcome and risen I been higher than the highest
Your holiness is putrid, you disgust me I can't lie
But I been tryna slide for a minute, you be lying
And every chance I'm taking, you be breaking hearts like dying
I know we'd probably argue til the day we both despise us
But I just need one chance, girl so lemme get a try
That's all I wanna ask, so just lemme know your process
I think she's just not with it, or I'm just not her type
And I just want to chill, get to know you, sip some wine
While we dine, in a fine restaurant, with the bands that we flaunt
We got gas in the trunk boy we gassing it up
I can't describe
When the lines in his mind appear he in the other eye
Have overcome and risen I'm just glad that I survived
The surface of my mind, I been skimming half the time
But I been tryna process, flash forward through the time
I know it just won't happen, sometimes I think it's lies
The truth up in my visions, I've seen the other side
Don't trip just chill and vibe, and open your third eye
It's quite a complex process, so we can take our time
And I'm not superstitious, I think I'm in prime
The worlds worst roller-coaster, you can't get off the ride
Ain't nothing but a bad day, you wishing you could die
It feels like you're already there the devils in disguise, no more hiding


Lil Dae
Dae:
I don't get why people hate so much
I be running all my paper up
Just signed an artist to my freshly started label, yea
Ben thought he could beat me, but I haven't heard the diss track, nah
Fuck a check, I could just go back to selling pills again
Scam a jit, I finessed the bag again
Pockets so big I could probably stuff some cabbage in
Every track I'm on I never left without some damage did
Damage shit, boy I'm like a bull running rampant bitch
Rapid spit, I'm not gone lie I cannot do that shit
Niggas on probation, of my friends I'm the stupidest
Poppin' pills, smoking weed who's to say I'm through with it
Through with this, beat the beat abusive shit
Guess I'm like my father, cause I always seem to hit a bitch
Intelligence, never call the feds for shit
Never put a statement on a mufuckin' document
Glock wit clips hidden in my fuckin' pocket bitch
Think my choppa' gay because I pulled him out the closet, shit
Deposits, only thing I wanted
If you saying cap pussy boy you is childish
Said I wouldn't make it and I took it as a challenge
Saying that I cap that's a red flag nigga challenge
Now they done reversed cause they know that I'm bout shit, vouch it
Neighborhood Brim blue flag shit, bitch
Yuh, its Dae
Dae, uh

Alan Watts:
It has become extremely plausible
That
This trip, between the maternity ward and the crematorium, is what there is to life
And we still, have, going into our common sense, the nineteenth century myth
Which succeeded the ceramic myth in western history
I call it, the "Myth of the Fully Automatic Model"
Man is a little germ that lives on an unimportant rock ball
That revolves about an insignificant star
On the outer edges of one of the smaller galaxies
But on the other hand if you think about that for a few minutes
I am absolutely amazed to discover myself on this rock ball
Rotating around a spherical fire
A very odd situation
And the more I look at things I cannot get rid of the feeling that existence is quite weird