Denzel Curry - The Ills lyrics

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'