Moving, Slow Motion

Had to move back to the city the suburbans too sidity had me and my feelings and I couldn't even feel it Got hit with a brick and didn't fidget Hard knocks knock sense in ya or knock ya senseless My strength is within Mysterious and mystic Superior submissive-ness A Derivative of the state of delirium We need to be delivered from Ancestral residuals Leave us descendants Either scared are relentless Getting back to it I had too move Out the way to get back too it Turn my back to it Go back through it But do it To detach delusion