Lyrics:
Droppin fast who's next, next to get wet
By the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me
Open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie
Is reality the truth,
changing, re-arranging he pattern of our lives.
So let your heart stop beating beneath this twisted sky."
They were embraced by sadness, but not afraid
flashbacks to reality
Keeping me grounded, For real
Dissuading my passion to fly
When the sky's open
I count my blessings in numeric
We don't learn in school
rhymes with jewels, rituals
Dealin with your spiritual reality, mentalities come from enemies
Through the outer me, disbelievers get amnesia
A trip
It's a drizzly afternoon but the skies are blue
I play a little tune and then I think of you
Watching out the window as I pray for rain
Cause
sleeping at John's
Waking up in aisles of 7-Eleven Slurpee shops
Immersing myself in flavors of blue raspberries and black cherries
That grew in poisonous
with the eagles?
Tell me, has the knight finally flown?
Tell me, has the knight
Merged with the blue sky on his own?
Tell me, is the knight
Faced off
became the goat when I was fuckin' born
0-4-0-3-9-2
And I'm only 5'7 but my gun is 5'2
It's Red Lyfe 'til I die, but my jewelry sky blue
I don't need
mood goes round and round
Staring at the ceiling,
Wondering why I haven't taken my meds 'til now
It's 7:57
I saw a glimpse of blue, in the sky today
But
Primitive and strange, took a mental hike.
(Verse 4)
Up through the roof, into the sky I flew,
Watching the earth spin, so blue the stars in view.
Where I
to face
Under the blue skies replaced
By a new computer reality
We'll meet face to face over the wall
There's no more human touch in this place
It's a new
Praenuntius bleeds the universe barren!
A parasitic force fatally driven by their unquestionable hunger and enslavement to Praenuntius!
Feeding
(Damn man)
No no Jim , I don't wanna take no more shots of Remy nigga I'm good
(Come on Skram)
I had about like 7 of the motherfuckers
(You gotta
up and roll up
All the blunts with the gas
Pull up if you carry that pack
I'm out this bitch, BLATT
Seven, five, seven, we gonna kill you
Seven, five,
to death that's painted by the numbers
With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playing God
But having children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We
floors
So bitch you can fight your own wars
So if you see a man in red white and blue
Gettin' chased by the Lench Mob crew
It's a man who deserves
Because we were underage
The way i feel about you changed
In the sun, the sky so blue
I think i like you
So will you go out with me?
I don't want this
means seven
like seventeen-seventy-six
when the thirteen devils gathered
to unleash their bag of tricks
The SIGEL means the images
they've created to fool
fog mysterious
Venturing toward the grave of Nereus
Captain and crew appear delirious
If we don't find a way through
We're never gonna see blue
Skies
I'm realer
Being grind in line for seasons
See the trick of your shit rug
Seven, six, two by thirty-nine
And I just be ballin' in pieces
day
Designing a new plot so I can make another play
Let's catch the ocean next time the light make the sky fade
I-I-I-I-I-I-I need a break from reality
a bad hue
Like a case of code blue code red yeah she flowing red that's a code too
Imma get by like I'm supposed to its cultural
With a stink eye
the stars play a game of black and white with the sky I see glimpses of hope that reality isn't nothing
That everything is everything and the reason I fight
to explore
Following our hearts to North
Flying higher to a blue reality
The brightest starbelt in the sky is burning blue
So take my hand we'll fly away
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