Denzel Curry - The Ills

Yeah, huh

My mind is a playing field for mental arguments My thoughts are sayin' my emotions is who started it My personality always conflicts with other people The good in me has never been conscious of seein' evil I could be ferocious in my times of feelin' feeble Sick of life's ills, it could be short for illegal Common sense, a victim to sensory deprivation The mediator met with it all is in meditation

Lord invited me to stay idly on his left side So I can right my wrongs in these songs to live and let die Channellin' Notorious, Makaveli and Left Eye Son of raw, speakin' on horrors to see who am I? Topple leaders, runnin' with demons, countin' it even always Silhouette surfin' and stretchin' through mental hallways Demons on my mind, they know where to hide, really Then nine minutes later, I'm met with the nine milli' So nine times out of ten, I'm probably going to Hell

'Cause I'm the devil, which means I sold my soul to myself Shelf all of my worst fears in the mason jar glasses Next to all the dreams and things I ever imagined Book of magic, psilocybin, man, is a talisman Speak my name in vain, it will be met with some challenges I devise a way to rise, time to strategize The purest form of Zeltron made me alkaline

I'm seein' illusions in the pockets of my brain I use it, then find a way to illustrate my pain Confusion, 'cause you don't understand a word I'm sayin' Forgive me for all I done, 'cause I be barely prayin'

The kid inside me always seems to man up The higher power is within myself, no need to pan up Believe in U-L-T the way a child believes in Santa Manipulate the masses and the media on camera Black holes and white lights, white noise and black sun Shadows and bright lights are crooks back in action Surrounded by dismay, I display visions of a way For Heaven on Earth and hell on Earth to fight for night and day Apocalyptic hoes conflict against my optimistic hopes

The ropes around my neck are golden chains for me to choke My locs reflect the locks and the flames that burn across In my very nation, I walk with my peers, surrounded by chalk Deities and darkness meetin' at my dinner table Keep it in rap, my knife is real, this is my mystic fable Play the bad guy just to finish the race first 'Cause the last guy was nice, but he end up dying of thirst

I'm seein' illusions in the pockets of my brain I use it, then find a way to illustrate my pain Confusion, 'cause you don't understand a word I'm sayin' Forgive me for all I done, 'cause I be barely prayin'

I'm seein' illusions in the pockets of my brain I use it, then find a way to illustrate my pain Confusion, 'cause you don't understand a word I'm sayin' Forgive me for all I done, 'cause I be barely prayin'