Lyrics:
rap this
Enlightening minds with my lyrical tactics
In life everything ain't always what it seems
But people are enchanted by things that gleam
You
another
Long and sleepless night
A hundred crazy voices call my name
As I try to pass them by
I almost can believe that she is here
Here, In the glow
I like it.
We climbed for hours and days and years
And centuries the islands sole lonely mountain
Until we were high enough to see the otters
Walkin' down this lonely road
Hand in hand
Thinking about the things we do
All in the sand
By the fire late at night
I don't wanna go home
The boats
Might say what they wan' say
Just might kiss on your lips right by your hips like mwah, bae
Pop champagne, order them this new Spumanté
Always
like I'm the last to leave
Nova Scotia
The crumbling wharf is stony grey
Fog horn moans across the bay
Cape Island boats glide in like ghosts
From
bein shortstopped
By a buck-oh-five dick and a booty-ass cop
You figure you're hard 'cause you're a cop see
FUCK WITH ME! I'mma put that ass in a box
I'll sit alone
In my lonely room
Everyday hustle like William
Yeah
Everyday hustle like William
I'm chargin' a chicken just for the verse,
ride my boat car through the rays of his reverse magnetitizer when I'm feeling brave. Then everything I touch shoots into space and astronauts shake
the frosty foam
This nature shake has found its way home
A lonely beach umbrella is callin’ my name
Sleep by day, live by night
Dancin’ when the moment’s
I'm shipwrecked on a concrete island
Looking for my silver lining
Maybe baby's gonna come and save me
I'm tryin to be an optimist
Digging through
down lower East Side with my niggas)
(I have no idea where I was)
(I was on my way to a family reunion)
(In a car on the Long Island expressway headed
to help myself
To build the signs and sit right down
Then a boat came by with space for one
And then I said it's okay hon'
This island was only made for one
Written by Dana Farmer Jr. & Jatavius Pledger
Produced by Benz Muzik
Mixed by Dean Glenn / We Working Productions
(K-per Lucem)
Uh, Yea,
Uh-huh
Shit I rather be stuck on an island
Rather be by my lonely
I don't know why they been trying
To revert me to the old me
Selfish
Kinda like my last
how I began
It started when I'm living in Long Island
Hey when I was a kid I used to play in the streets
Making sounds with my mouth, all sorts
The lonely captain of Madness
I'm the lonely captain of Madness.
I'm standing so proudly on my deck,
The bright white deck of my dark black boat
gone down
That lonely road
But it won't be long until I'm coming home
Another ticket, another town
These lonely miles, they just take me down
the brutality
A long time he a tell you bout the him fantasy
But why yo, boat men shan manakhe
But why yo, a-bout the black he body
But why yo, I vote with
on
Staten Island come on hold me down
Monster cut truck balley shit
Champagne spilling while we hitting every bump that my Denali hit
Outfit is four
I'm gonna spend
The day alone
In my kitchen
On an island
Where is my mind
And what have i got
To replace it
A dvd in the basement
If i was
When I'm feeling lonley
Sad as I can be
All by myself
In an uncharted island
Or an endless sea
What makes me happy
Fills me up with glee
Those bones
niggaz is couraged, I get wild
So don't make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry
I've got a lot of enemies, and they'd all like to bang me
lonely at the top, got no company so
Now I just stunt on my own
Now I just stunt on my own
See me, when I'm alone, wishing they could fuck with me
My ex
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