"Buried Alive" lyrics

I was in a dark space
Between a rock and a hard place
Knew I was alive when my heart raced
Buried alive but very alive
They be very surprised to find out Harry survived
The boy who lived got tied up for marrying tryna
Ride off into the sunset with nary goodbye
Shot him off his high horse, ate his American pie
Called out his arrogant lies
Tossed him in hole in the middle of nowhere you never could find

Where's his money now?
Where his wife at?
Where his manager?
Where his hype at?
Then they threw the dirt on the casket
An end to the hunt for the baby in the basket
Nobody Moses alone with the mallet
That's when the pen turn the stone to a tablet
Jail break stylus I chiseled like Shawshank
I fought for my life, Ray Gibson, Claude Banks
My ideas turned the cage into shark tank
Tears over warpaint, gotta give the Lord thanks
Walking through the desert, same mighty sword
Not yet tired but I might be sore

I was in a dark space
My mind was playing tricks like Scarface
My pen strong like a one-inch punch
I eat all the cornbread, they don't want they lunch
I was in a dark place, it was me and my pen
None of my friends, none of my kin
None of my weapons, one of my limbs, one of my arms
I made a beat with my elbow first
Then my fist started knocking like the bell don't work
In my palm was the pen from that one fable
The old legendary story of the lunch table
Then I kicked a technique that was so fatal, it went
Fall down Babylon, Jericho, Dagon
Melt every wall in dungeon, dragon
We was in a dark place, now the lights back on
I just needed, I just needed something I could rap on
Right then and there the roof caved, quick rubble stone
The kick kicked another hole, the dirt filled another whole
A pen in the hand of a hero arose
Clenched fist clawing its way out of the highs and the lows

You'll never know
High or low
You're still in my phone
High or low