Lyrics:
bipe aun tirogo (Tirogo)
Talo fe bawan ja wa'nriwa ya'n bo lokan awon were wan sa woja
We kill snakes in my circle worm yin gan oni fеku
Ama'un je oju
what to do, tell em what to do
Circle drop, drop
Circle drop, drop
Tell em what to do, tell em what to do
Choreographer, Choreographer
Tell em what
From pitch black summers
To winters red and white
We're running in circles of light
Day in and day out
Like moths we meet
In light that's our winding
hooves.
"If you fall into my circle again I'll tan your red hide
And dance you on your tail, and pitch you from now to now
Pitch you from now to now."
The king of the ring heres the empire
Callin plays every pitch like an umpire
I wont quit for a soul i cant retire
All gas butane torch the lighter
My heart is racing for what's to come
Your whisper taunts me
As we dance in rhythm
The anticipation
Is slowly killing me
It's reached a fever pitch
Now I'm relaxed, I'm in Gucci slacks
I poured up some 'Gnac and it's dark like the streetlights
On the ave, pitch black (now it's pitch black)
I
Swing at the first pitch and it's
Nothing more than just a base hit
I'm running circles around you
I'm breaking drywall after
Another fucking phone call
the fishes, niggas know I'm a shark
How you go big on big on large? (Go)
'Member we was walkin' on feet? No car
Remember we was broke in a circle, on God
the me I need to find
I need a line to feel alive
Redefine or read the bible
Its me white Jesus and three disciples
Circle small
Fake friends I weed 'em
them commas shit i guess that i been simpin
Circle solid i got the juice but i cant fuck with no bishop
Use to be stuck at the house now im making plays
Makin' time and losin' grip
Drivin' circles in the canyons of my mind
I'm an outsider lookin' in
I got a perfect square for a circle of friends
It's
Makin' time and losin' grip
Drivin' circles in the canyons of my mind
I'm an outsider lookin' in
I got a perfect square for a circle of friends
It's
ah dem
Stand up ah mi gate, an' buil' up a big head
Mi see a bagga man a circle circle so
Mi haffi
Seh to miself weh so much a dem a go?
Mi haffi push
frozen before me
I've fallen into pitch blackness
So lost I can't find my way out of this
This empty space is blinding me
From all my senses, I can't
I been sitting in this room trynna find my way back
Wait why I'm going back if it's pitch black
Momma scared don't know where her son at
I been
with the base they pitch underhand
To make you understand, I’ll be coming up with another plan//
A digital manifestation of physical rubber bands
Real ones in the building
Fake ones in the cut
Gotta keep the circle small
There's a few that I trust
Why they acting like they like that
Anybody can
down
We came around, circle around town
Where they at, I need flat on the scene right now
Chorus
Chink man up, put him downs
Jakes come I ain't
You ruined everything
You ruined everything
There was so much of me in so much of you
Now I'm pacing in circles, wondering what to do
You ruined
never hating
My circle there's no Urkels and all of my niggas caking
We'll hurt you, bag you, and dirt you and none of my niggas faking
Hold breath until
rich
Just me and my bitch
clways with me even when I'm stoned or on fucking pitch
Just me and my bitch
You're my bitch, you wanna get a kiss
clways call
you out
You're like a circle, there is no start and no end
Close your eyes, you might see something beautiful
'Cause it's not all pitch black in
Total darkness, pitch black
An open invitation for conversation
Now I'm hoping they talk back
Hold hands, don't break the circle of unity
Don't want
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