Lyrics:
of it
Burn the midnight oil or pour it on my salad
I lost the thread I thought I had...
Led by hearts & ears - memory lagging behind
No shame being
Minaj by my sons (O oh)
You do all your flexing for funds
I run on you laps and you fun
I know I'm the chosen one
I don't see how you let nothing but
yeah, you're my oasis
I am stuck in quicksand
I am trying not to drown
Fell in deeper this time and
I'm struggling to get out
And doubt creeps into my
Forest fires and quicksand
The life lines, now in our hands
It all changed on my birthday
I never liked my birthday
These ley lines, this energy
Control slipping through my hands like quicksand
If you know me, then you know I ain't a big fan
I might pop in a minute, didn't go to plan
I got
Isn't life strange?
A turn of the page
Can read like before
Can we ask for more?
Each day passes by
How hard man will try?
The sea will not wait
You
and stare up into the
Sky
Flat on our backs we lie
In quicksand slowly my hand
Flies up and away with the yellow bird driven by
Wind
I think I'll
Moonlight highway quicksand trying to pull us off the road
But you don't succeed by giving up, that's one thing I know
I'm sorry you got sick
Hollowman's wristbands
Hollow got 'em sinking, Hollow got the quicksand
Any feature, Hollow takes the piss, fam
Taking all your chocolates, lemme get your
and stare up into the
Sky
Flat on our backs we lie
In quicksand slowly my hand
Flies up and away with the yellow bird driven by
Wind
I think I'll
dough to get by
Did you come knocking on my door
Or did I come to yours?
Whose ship came washed up on whose shore?
And from what ocean floor?
to let my guns blow
PHD hits the scenery real heads in the industry remember me
I was flippin (flippin flippin) over them ???
Stuck in quicksand
all the bridges in your world,
Now I feel you
Sinking in the quicksand of your lies
Can't you see that you're slipping away?
Can't you hear what
Many a truest word
Has been spoken by the Jester
Standing against the tide
Is the noblest of gestures
It's the little pearls of wisdom
That tumble
At night we plant bones
In the dark as you children sleep
You should know by now
There is always something moving
Under your feet
Black water
the quicksand, hair wrapped like arabs from Iran
We crash clubs, black blood, shed for money love
Backstabber's hugs, little kids follow thugs sellin drugs
fuckin' clean, Holmes, they're sterilized
Sometimes I lean so hard I need a kickstand
I wrestle alligators and I dance on quicksand
I call a rapper Tin
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