Album: Restoration Vol. 2
The light of my cover mind state
I light up the purple Bombay
And take a sip of that blue
Feeling like miles day
A sapphire, a path under with my own legs
That's right, if my cash tight, I'm high on rez
I try to be high on life but that shit's a downer
Still a value with though, don't fuck with pills or powder
No syrup out of a jar, unless it's pure maple
They say I should be a star
I'm more a tornado
It's all nature, I'm just tryina play my part
Just tryina make some money as much as I'm tryina make some art
Tryina tell myself I'm smart, I could crack the code
Go from amp to low then I'm back in manic mode
And when I'm standing on the globe like I can't get better
That's when the panic gets bold and shows up unexpected
Go from a comtome ??? apocalypse is to be expected
You prolly thinking that you know me well
They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell
What if you been there, would they let you reenter?
I had to stop walking since September
You prolly thinking that you know me well
They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell
What if you been there, would they let you reenter?
I had to stop walking since September
The light of my cover mind state
I light up the purple Bombay
And take a sip of that blue
Feeling like miles day
A sapphire, a path under a human form
Just need a roof and a studio and some food that's warm
And a couple jugs of elixir
Maybe a detox, show love to my liver
Maybe some clean socks, not much I'm a giver
When everybody claiming they got no foster to liver
Big picture, too broke for the print
Walk around with the proof like I'm the shit
And people think they got jpeg
That they got a leg up, you ain't seen but a level just yet
How many filters does your device got?
Well that's fine but I still want a tripod
There's something about the stillness
There's something about fulfillment
You prolly thinking that you know me well
They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell
What if you been there, would they let you reenter?
I had to stop walking since September
You prolly thinking that you know me well
They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell
What if you been there, would they let you reenter?
I had to stop walking since September
I just wanna scream sometimes
Feel like Raphael, all I got is size
But it doesn't matter as long as we keep up the chatter
Then I gather I'll be just fine
Gray matter and blurred lines
What a nerd I'm
Searching for sure signs
Home sick in my own crib
Ghost sitting is cold and these bad drafts on house seems like a decent plan
But it never change back ???
And these people keep asking me what so how you been
And I'm gritting my teeth, clinching my fist
Making a grin and I'm humping the side
Feel like a certain part of me died
Like a down play it at times
But it's ground breaking for mine
Verse to the world, perfect to such a subjective word
But I remember I was in heaven and then it rhymed
You prolly thinking that you know me well
They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell
What if you been there, would they let you reenter?
I had to stop walking since September
You prolly thinking that you know me well
They told me to get to heaven you gotta go through hell
What if you been there, would they let you reenter?
I had to stop walking since September