Verse 1:
So close, yet so far
No love, full of hate scars
Time slows, even in fast cars
50 Shades of grey behind white and black bars
Prison holes im looking in like golf pars
Hook:
Lookin up from the sky below
Makes sense if you understand my M.O.
A bourne conspiracy, Jason lost in space
So when I hit the ground, I"ll be running in place
Verse 2:
Lights off, on the darker days
can't hit the Mark, it aint Happening
Camera's on, but behind the lens,
I mean, behind the pen's, where I release my sins
With such a vivid slash livid, imagination
Hook:
Lookin up from the sky below
Makes sense if you understand my M.O.
A bourne conspiracy, Jason lost in space
So when I hit the ground, I"ll be running in place
Satellites
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