Lyrics:
all the stress getting intertwined
And my sanity be dancing on a thinner line
Man, I'm done with being humble 'cause wolves are cut throat
Having
late?
Just a little too little?
Haven't we got
A little much too much to lose?
We're searching for a reason
Too often, too often
To cut these ties
back to the ground
I like the smell of your hair,
And the clothes that you wear
But darling, I'm hardly there
I'm strung out on the line
You watch me
the line
It's not better left unsaid
Okay alright, we're going there
But you will find, I'm too much to bear
It's not alright
When you know but you
Ladies and gentlemen, gather round
Wanna take you through what I have found
And what I've found, believe you me
Is a full blown, clear cut travesty
the hearth of the fog
I want you to find me masterpiece and
From the forgeries of fools
I've cut my hands on a thousand pieces
Listen
Is this real
down puts chains on me
(Eat caviar, be cavalier, five and dime don't cut it here)
You think you're going nowhere, think you're going nowhere now
You
Grande's
Looking like a model having lines on her chest
Baby, if you can't pay, use the credit card, baby
Louis Vuitton, I'm gonna buy (oh, fuck off)
I
Fully loaded, too gun shy to let go
We look to them for wisdom, but they don't know
Are all sides cut off?
No-one else to let go of
See now, all
that make them sober up
This the terradome
This a cobra-clutch
This an upper-cut
This that rapid-fire
Don't get caught in the middle
The writin's
be clear-cut with it
I can't trust your word
'Cuz all your lines blur
Make your mind up
'Fore our time's up
What's the deal, baby?
What's
walkin' in the cold rain
With no brains for a profit he would go slang
He was hungry, he do crime just to do it, doin' lines
He'd abuse it then his mind
let me show you me
Ooh
Ooh
Outro
Man, I done came up in that city tryna cut it the slack
I always dreamed I'd have it all so I could give it
appointments
On top like it's sexy time
Going in like the next in line
Upscale restaurants
Waiters got on double D's like its the breast you want
You gotta
Each line on my face shows exactly what happened
You'll know what you need when it slips by
But I'm not looking back for the rest of my
Get up like
bike's gone
It was summer 2009
We sold the keys and we brought it to the shore line
And as we crossed over the big bridge
I crossed my fingers and we
Die Leute, sie reden von dies oder das
Ich komm in deine Gegend wie die Kripo bei Nacht der Vito ist Matt
Gib mir dir Cuts, gebe meine Krone nie
Lustrous lines obscured by opaque blinds
Frozen metacarpals tap tap tap the window glass
Syncopated staccatos with the broken clock
Synchronized
We are the colours outside of the lines
And we paint a picture so one of a kind
Attention
We call attention
Our mission
Redirect attention
So
kids wearing Nike's sharing bikes, tearing mics up
Kept a nice cut in the fades
Never affiliated, but my niggas bang getting paid
Shouts to my
Floyd
I'm jumpin out the window
Sike, I'm fly, I float aight right by
Cut my own moat
Get by with my chose fam
Dismantle thrones
All the fuck in
Every day man smoke tree, and the buds dem green like Petal
Man run from me 'till they get home, I be in the cut like Dettol
With the grub
When hands are caught in my brother's pocket
I'll burn my Gods down
Within this house of do-it-your-selfishness
The blurred lines we're taught
Little girl you're brilliant like a pearl
Iridescently beautiful
And all the lines keep you outside
But you were meant to live
Outside of their
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