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Or playing by the pool
Been in love seemed so easy
You loved them for them
They loved you for you
There was no need to change
Cause the friendship was true

'Twas the night before Christmas 
When all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with

If you don't kno me better call me mister
My niggas can dish out them shots
Don't lack cah they tote on them glocks
Dangerous by myself so don't try

acting like a saint 
When I play with fire I be feeling so Intitled 
Cause we got some History But honestly you feeling tired 
Heavy Heart Moon walking

in the louvre

Once in a blue moon
He actually conveys his feelings to you
Then he buries them
Like nothing is new
Walking around in that
Worn out

drivin' by the rich folk
I know a bitch that I'm tryin' to focus with
I know a lick, pray that y'all notice it
I'm in the whip, thinkin' bout some colder

bitin’ me like Old Yeller
Jumping in her moon boots with my cock beneath her
Put a paper clip five inches up my urethra
Hickory dickory dock
Torture my

I was taught question everybody by people i had to question 
I think the paradox was the lesson 
Everything is lost and gained thru stressing 
Think

deep inside,
Fire spreading, we gon' die, forced to live this life, but you're in my mind, as I'm passing by,
look into your eyes, at the quarter

Vision getting blurry
I live by my choice no jury
They say I got the curry
But I'm not in a hurry

Got a good girl by my side
That's why you never see me

Shorts too tight like GME
We hold that line we keep em squeezed
Make hedge funds trip like DMT
We ride this ship to the moon
We don't cease
Peace

by, you don't even know me
And I don't know you, you're just below me
I don't know who gave a fuck about me
But these people wrong, to even doubt me

by, you don't even know me
And I don't know you, you're just below me
I don't know who gave a fuck about me
But these people wrong, to even doubt me

Easter-Famale voice written by Simmy Makhijani
-Chorus’ based on old world prayers






Seed and root, bud and stem
Spear to cauldron, lance

PART II:

Trapped in a forrest (look at him, howling at the moon)
Like a wolf he´s howling at the moon
Running from eagles hunting up above
Weaving like

reaction
Walkin' on the moon like I'm Michael Jackson
Same feeling is met with molly and acid
Stretch the cash makin' it elastic
Flippin' packs gold medal

a nigga come creepin' the block
Body drops
Off the world
Off a pearl
We floatin'
Moon rocks brighter than the sun
We tokin'
Don't get caught by us, my

summer
I remember bein' told somethin' by a old lover
I remember bein' pulled up when I was thrown under
All November long headstrong in the breeze
I don't

to erase your name cuz you're not a get quick
Got me questioning the moon why don't you just go lit?
I know you mean no harm but don't you prolong my wait
I

Dear Future Historians...

Enter Shikari

The Mindsweep

2015

I never walked on the moon
I never saw the pyramids
I was never struck by famine or fortune

I'll never experience the world you inhabit
I'll

reefer
So much dope that I could hang with Khalifa
I put the best inside my bleep, and I chief her
On a roof somewhere
I howl at the moon
A couple shrooms

The secret relic I hold now is inflamed, since the rite has begun
The gently shimmering woods
And the snow-covered plain are lit up by the moon

May your heart

out
Two times you've been sitting
Times three you've started giving
Four hours pass by you there sleeping ok so day dreaming
Sundown moon up days pass

Full moon nigga sippin on this tanqueray
Thinking of many ways I can get paid
Always stood tall never been afraid
Niggas they gonna hate they can