I see you on another planet as I hold this mic
I pray you hope tonight
I pray you lose your role tonight
Your control The lives
You sold the lies
To kids with hopeless minds
Leaving there souls broke the most hope but they can't open eyes
Calling for the mother poltergeist until the ghost arrives
Woah that's cold ice
And goes off like Explosive mines
What is wrong and rights defined by what is told at night
Hoping I wud crash i left em frozen with the raps thats why I'm so despised
How could u sell out when you wrotе it wasn't facts i know you wrote it for some cash I know your roles a liе
An doz said dis shit lets roll tonight
And ghost the ride
Then peel the layers back how bout you stop the waving straps and aiming at them for their own supplies
I know your souls disguised
How is there hope for I
When hopeless die
And have no clue of where their gonna go tonight
I had to zone for time
Think out the box can't program me left my remote outside
I pick up the papers
I’m with all the haters
Fly like a pidgeon or plane kaz
Intricate skippyness giving Em flavours
Typical neighbours
Heard u was bitching to strangers
Is that ur Mrs I rate her
Tell her il visit her later
Give us a minute il finish this lyric and bill it and hit up the stage kaz
Creeping through the back door
I see you with a passport
Disturbing people man I didn’t mean to cause I’m just that raw
I greet u with a rap or
Some of that new merch or cd u can’t fast forward
I see these yoots are Bbv that bored
Beneath me yous are that small
Believe me truth is mans poor
Hear this there’s no limit like g eazy tunes on dance floors
Just catch on quick
Like wizzys single brick or bat or bat on bricks
Only catch me where I’m feeling natural like grabbing tits
If the vibe is fake is silicone
I’d rather sit at home
And bill up crow
And flip the script with lyrics call em picture notes
Flow and cadence
Style visual images u know the painting
I got specific values like an open statement
Let me show em greatness
From Holding the smoke and selling out shows in copenhagan
Typical bloke ya flowless pagan
With all the hope I’m close to praying
With all the hoes ur close to shameless
Getting involved but I was just telling em fam it’s a wrap I don’t pose with pagans
Know what it is when I roll to stations
I pray you hope tonight
I pray you lose your role tonight
Your control The lives
You sold the lies
To kids with hopeless minds
Leaving there souls broke the most hope but they can't open eyes
Calling for the mother poltergeist until the ghost arrives
Woah that's cold ice
And goes off like Explosive mines
What is wrong and rights defined by what is told at night
Hoping I wud crash i left em frozen with the raps thats why I'm so despised
How could u sell out when you wrotе it wasn't facts i know you wrote it for some cash I know your roles a liе
An doz said dis shit lets roll tonight
And ghost the ride
Then peel the layers back how bout you stop the waving straps and aiming at them for their own supplies
I know your souls disguised
How is there hope for I
When hopeless die
And have no clue of where their gonna go tonight
I had to zone for time
Think out the box can't program me left my remote outside
I pick up the papers
I’m with all the haters
Fly like a pidgeon or plane kaz
Intricate skippyness giving Em flavours
Typical neighbours
Heard u was bitching to strangers
Is that ur Mrs I rate her
Tell her il visit her later
Give us a minute il finish this lyric and bill it and hit up the stage kaz
Creeping through the back door
I see you with a passport
Disturbing people man I didn’t mean to cause I’m just that raw
I greet u with a rap or
Some of that new merch or cd u can’t fast forward
I see these yoots are Bbv that bored
Beneath me yous are that small
Believe me truth is mans poor
Hear this there’s no limit like g eazy tunes on dance floors
Just catch on quick
Like wizzys single brick or bat or bat on bricks
Only catch me where I’m feeling natural like grabbing tits
If the vibe is fake is silicone
I’d rather sit at home
And bill up crow
And flip the script with lyrics call em picture notes
Flow and cadence
Style visual images u know the painting
I got specific values like an open statement
Let me show em greatness
From Holding the smoke and selling out shows in copenhagan
Typical bloke ya flowless pagan
With all the hope I’m close to praying
With all the hoes ur close to shameless
Getting involved but I was just telling em fam it’s a wrap I don’t pose with pagans
Know what it is when I roll to stations
( Danny Zealous )
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