Lyrics:
to slip into a life that's easier
An attention span whittled away for years by social media
Then COVID hit that shit like a meteor
Procrastinated every
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee,
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lulld by the moonlight
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
And those dreams of a beautiful life
Trailing away like vapors, passed on by
Some things are better locked inside
And these days, the most meaningless word
swear we're being led by psychopaths
Who sometimes do nice things but mostly just frightful acts
And we're all traumatized, hero's killed and modified
Old
nearing dawn
On the Florida coastline
Circling choppers slash the night
With roving searchlight beams
This magic day when super-science
Mingles with
nearing dawn
On the Florida coastline
Circling choppers slash the night
With roving searchlight beams
This magic day when super-science
Mingles with
And you can call me names if you call me up to shop
This first album is gonna scoop and shit on my whole career
I'm the reason people like you are still
still gets views
No one ever records the stuff you do
No one could name a song that is by you
I drop a hit and make another one on the next day
I'm
I was a dark, dumb student
No hooky rookie day trippin' on visions of chickens that look like R. Crumb drew 'em
They grew 'em in a royal dirt
Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album
And you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh
Or to yourself on Christmas Eve, if
getting pass-ons, be by-gones
Nevertheless is definitely hit and hits are what we strive on
We feel this way every single day all day
So make way
Was
And what is the measure of our days
We are flesh, weak, man, a number six
We are incomplete without Christ
By the word of the Lord the heavens were made,
thats a perfect release
Bought my bands, all my friends are deceased
Ten toes down but I got me a piece
I'm making money by rapping on beats
They be
theres a creepy person.
Back in school.. back in the day... which, by the way,
I dont know if you know this, was a Wednesday.
Thats a little fun fact.
That's what you like, and every day you steam vapor into this mic
That's what it does, and most of they verses suck and they paralyze
So me and my nigga
Africa my birthplace
And me smoke Ganja pipe, the smoke going up in vapor
Whoa! Look at Babylon burning like paper
Black people we are the innovator
come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get up, get out, and get something… what are you waiting for?
And you already know I’m
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee,
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lulld by the moonlight
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
glorious
I'm tryna get the East big
By Rapping notorious
I have ideas and man
They never stop
When I was young
I never felt my pops
But I grew old
And then I
different
From those summers I remember
A degenerate seeking refuge
In the refuse of his childhood
Blue, black, beaten
By the drugs inside the system
Veins
by day
So if you think you're different
You're probably gay no hetero
All my philosophy comes from Nintendo
Always thought I sucked
Found out that I
friends?
So how are we supposed to stand up to them?
By the time you hear this
I'll be on my next album writing timeless lyrics
cnd some rhymes you cherish
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