Lyrics:
Flying high, sanctify, living a lie
By the hand of intoxication,
Under attack, see the scars on my back,
Think it's time for a needed vacation
No,
ride
You want beef you gonna lose god stop his vibe
I don't respect life, pussy if you die, you die
Most high, Rastafar-I, eye and eye
I'm always
darker
Then the darker gets darker
Then it's dark as hell
By now you don't need a good reason
You climb up to the highest of the trees and
You laughed
there's truth in life above living
There's truth in the pulse of your heart
In dreams, we flash like a fever
In dreams, no masters, no guards
When we
flew in
Instead wasted years beating off and goofing
Dropped out of high but remained a student
Not one for great speeches but I think I'll say
and I, and I.
The river of life flows swiftly, into the sea of time,
Our lives were made for living, my joy is in your smile,
We'll talk to the heron,
exactly
They used to laugh, joke, and try to fool me though
Saying (Man, you wasting all your time in the studio!)
I used to get dissed by the neighborhood
Or the scowl of my grimace
Or the meanness of my rep
'Cause we represent a truth, son
That changes by the hour
And when you open to it
Vulnerability is
me.
Some like to live for the moment,
Taking life into their hands every day.
And if they don't get killed,
They get so high off the thrill,
Holding the banner high, unrestrained
Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt
Still in costumes to please the ways of living
Witnessing the details
Cannot get a grip.
Living in a distant unconcerned cycle of shit.
The rats are closing in, while the flesh crumbles just beneath the skin,
Without
Me and all my friends down by the river, fourteen running through the streets
Living on a prayer in a teenage wasteland, trying not to bust
you'll be confronted with some doubt
Perhaps you're rule book got it backwards
Life is death and death is living
Well, old age - hard ways
Over here
comin' down, yeah
High like a kite, but bitch I got fire ignite
I got a sword not a knife
Ain't no Kelly but I know 'bout the price
Of living this life
owls, young livin' our life wild
Tomorrow ain't promised, we living for right now
Pop the pussy for a real nigga right now
I ain't tryna politic and bail
to be poor it wasn't written poorly
Getting tested by dropouts and old schools who sit and score me
High grades of weed who was willing to die paid
It's ashamed people's dreams are killed the day they die
Paralyzed by doubt, fear they can't escape/
Living behind a mask
Drowning in self hate
standing on my feet, you are lying on the shelf
And in that small dark urn, is the best part of myself
Oh, it's time for you to go
My life is passing by
changing
You got me spinning like a Tasmanian
But I'm more like a lion in Zion
And I am roaring and soaring high above like an eagle
Sending shout outs
I've lived on sand and felt the winter sea dew
And watched this country living wing on by
The city lights grow closer to my garden
As many classic
living
And I'm sinning, but I'm asking no one for forgiveness
Because the people running the church is a crooked politician
So I'm tripping, but not
fucking ass up and kicking
And high stepping bout to turn this bitch red
Coming up out the ground just like the return of the living dead
I'm feigning for
away from this creation
We near the bitter end
you spent all your life
Living in denial
So what you haven't murdered
Faith isn't judged by works alone
no man
I don't need no woman
I don't need no man
'Cause I been living on the outskirts of society my whole life
And I ain't never gonna be like
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