Lyrics:
the fan
I was driven so hard
By the sound of my heart
When the walls surround
In deeper shades of blue
And there's no voice of reason inside you
know I'm too cool for you anyway
I'm just a bad bitch m-IS miss
I'm gone keep talking shit till you get this
I'm gone bust up in the
Club with no guest
by?
The silent cry
I've kept for you inside
The flame is still there, strong as it's ever been
Eyes light up and the feelings rush back in
This old
Look upon the world as a bubble
Look on it as a mirage
Whoever looks thus upon the world
Is not seen by the sovereign of death
Come, look at this
how you've lost
You're so lost
On a hill so far away
Where the wind is cold as heaven
And it's nowhere you seen alone
Here the trees will gently sway
it's blocked by the blue and the red
U-F-O's
And scandalous ass hoes
Waist deep in the shit, it's still smellin' like a rose
And I suppose
You want
henny man that shit was really heaven sent
I be playing apex favorite character is revenant
If you ain't talkin money nigga I don't wanna talk
Stop talkin
feel it when i flow so deep
So i seren it the world
All about this streets
Romeos on fresh pair of Cackys
White T-shirt and a chick named Jacky
We stop
It's been tough on me here lately
A lot of hard headed believing
I've been praying, heart's been heavy
This blue heeler needed healing
And, Lord, I
The nights blue
Then lost in the electric dawn
The days are lilac
I feel it’s heaven
Sexed and naked
And heartless, heartless
She drank up
I deserve the fires of hell
With the gnashing of teeth
But by the grace of God
He is saving me
He is moving my heart posture
To focus on what lasts
the fog line
Heaven!
Heaven!
Can I get in?
If I do it's gonna be by the teeth of my skin
I need your price of admission
Who is the prince
Butterflies for my Savior, grace change my behavior
This is major, telling people’s from the booth to the roof
Heavens truth, rock a hoodie with some goodies
nouveau scenery?
A baroque contrapunctual melody?
Or is it Round Midnight by Thelonius Monk?
Or a blues on this beaten up grand honky-tonk?
Or maybe she's
her, didn't want to sleep alone
This is not about "not loving" can't you see what's goin' on
It's about time that you're not givin'
Life that
Look out to this molton sea
This space is killing all that you see Time waits for no man, sure not I
They say, caught in these drifted sands The fire
can't tell
The shit I'm seeing in this world is unreal
Heaven or hell, I can't tell
The shit I'm seeing in this world is unreal (Huh,yea)
I'm so tired,
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
as if Picasso's spirit entered me
starin' at the Heavens, secluded in a tinted jeep
I'm sick of hearin' eulogies
I realize my nigga Blue is - a reminder
away
Take it, take it, away
I don't need a mind anyway
I don't need it take it away, yeah
You thought this was rock?
No! This is Frucking jazz!
Oh
poetry
He send flowers
I send Mercedez
Like ye, say, heaven is everything that heaven it is
And yes, I guess, I'm into trickin' of bizz
But shit, If
Mississippi, they want me in Old Cheyenne
Wherever you may look tonight, you will see this wanted man
I might be in Colorado or Georgia by the sea
Working
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You
mushrooms
Then you would see the blue blue ocean
Long distance from you
I was trapped; I can't believe I'm talking about how... uh... how this gonna feel like
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