Quadeca - Freestyle on a Thursday Afternoon lyrics

Yeah

I said, you were like a broken bone
Never really let it heal
Somethin' that I don't condone
Wanted to ignore that it was broken
So it broke some mo'
Now that shit's so fucked
I can't replace it like my broken phone
Broken glass
Can't find a genius parted overlaps
Hold me back on the overpass
Movin' more than fast
Now I'm goin' through my class
Like a walkin' dead
I keep fightin' fire with more fire
I'm a talkin' head
She said that she wanna dance
I would rather talk instead
She wantin' to follow me
I would rather block instead
Just released the album
But I need to do this song again
Turned around the corner
Feel the bounty that is on my head
Not to kill me
They just wanna come get me alive
They just wanna see me once
Don't wanna go deep inside
I been in the public eye
I wonder why I even hide
It don't fuckin' matter
'cause they readin' me between the lines
Realize that there was nothin'
They could even find
I just can't investigate
Like motherfuckin' CSI
Now I'm feelin' free enough to
Make a eagle cry
One day they gon' put off my
Success in an all-seein' eye
No more Wi-Fi, so I had to get the notepad
Oh, rad, I'm just tryna get to not so bad
All this music will expire, it could go bad
Those fads
Who gon' really last when it all goes black?