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letra de days of discipline - connor the wolf

[intro]
it’s like this y’all
stop
stop
stop…

[verse 1]
uh, catch a vibe
dont ever doubt my utility
when you eye
what im concealing
dont be frightened
its appealing
i make my way through this depression
like i’m fluoxetine, eh
with some songs
think im a soldier? no!
i’m a warrior
strategize and never fold
this false bores bore me by the bones
so this is a replacement of -script for y’all
listen up
my favourite instrument
i conceal in every song
pay attention
the wax utensil
the same one that allowed my skull
to ear the low end theory in my soul
the same one you hear as this becomes
your new, undeniable, favourite mixtape so
throw a bone
understand if we ain’t talkin im workin on myself on my own
i owe it to myself and to you all
see i gotta battle my manic depressive
self agrandazing
frantic ego
so i enter as a tiny boy
into the forest
sounding a drum

[chorus] x2
stop lying put the time
stop lying put the grind
behind you feelings nada
behind your principles
promise inside

[verse 2]
and when echion
questions on this
awkward behavior
tell him it’s my
army of
10000
tiny men that behind follow the snare
i say giant, you won’t stop this -ssault
on my lack of discipline
gotta build some boundaries
each one of us
possess hammers we’ll hit your skull
when your lethargy in dream resolves
and we won’t stop till its hollow
and we won’t rest till its hollow

[bridge]
and giants love to sleep
just ask that to me
so much potential its a crime
how y’all have been deceived

[intermission]
okay lets cut the lyrical spiritual sh-t, imma just tell you how it is right now
one, two, three
one, uh

[verse 3]
wake up, tired as f-ck
6 in the morn’
to the gym jump rope
lift some weights on my shoulders
increase strength to carry boulders
i got on my soul
getting eyed by a bad b-tch on the low
cold shower
well, so much for the wood in the morn, ha
gettin’ dressed, tie my hair
better not look in the mirror
i ain’t shaved
knowing d-mn well that i look depressed
ignoring that signal of distress
im a recluse got no friends
loneliness is necessary but it hurts
funny, now i got a bun in my hair
and a knot on my throat
life’s a b-tch
life’s a mess
but this lyrics damped and direct
’cause i always spit so straight
meditate, huh
drink a protein shake
read some books on self development
go to work
d-mn i hate this f-cking job

[outro]
time to bite the cinder blocks
ashes work accept the fall
rise into my garden walled
nothing comin in
just me and its time to
cultivate my self
k!ll the track
k!ll the track
k!ll the track (cultivate my soul)
depression’s got me by the ropes
i don’t give a f-ck
i’mma freestyle right now, motherf-cker
i don’t want you to know
all the demons i got in my soul
i’m good right now

- connor the wolf

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