This beat is NYC, Kid Cudi off a quarter gram
High fives all around
This beat is NYC, Kid Cudi off a quarter gram
High fives all around
Excuse myself for being honest, but I feel like every morning breeds a broken promise,
It's been 3 bitter years of the same shitty movie on replay,
The 747's still stuck on the runway
F*ck,
Far from anything I could imagine,
At 25 I thought I'd see the death of my attractions,
And not the rebirth of preachers that will not will their ways away,
I'm Silent Bob cause I got bills to pay,
But is it worth it? The ribbons on the tight lips?
Purple naked ladies lying prone on an open script?
A big Fugazi or the symptoms of a sinking ship
Zero time for answers when all they wanna do is strip,
And I just wanna spend my money,
And I just wanna spend my money,
Could be running out of fuel to burn, better grab a seat
Before we blast beyond return, pass the acid please
In need of quelling my concerns, rid the apathy
And pacify my mind to peace, at ease
It's getting crazy in this tiny space, too many terabytes to process, that no amount of lithium can offset,
Pouring out my soul on a tape that sees no progress,
With every layer laid bare on every single project
Yep
Side-chain my spirit to the kick drum
While white water rains down all over my king-dom
I'm sure the crescent moon will cry,
A common enemy is cramping my style
It would take a bad bitch to get me out of the wild,
Cause I'm Carcosa to a King in Yellow,
Feared, revered and furious like Dominic Toretto,
Flooring 145 for the ounces I have yet to drink,
It'll be a crash and burn before you even blink,
So save the pictures for the Pineal gland, mannnnn
To pave the way for a colder smile,
Is to be grateful that you stuck around awhile,
I bet the sentiments will simmer down,
Fabrications looking thinner now,
No more useless shit to talk about
Atop the solid ground, and by the stars no longer bound, bound, bound
To pave the way for a colder smile,
Is to be grateful that you stuck around awhile,
I bet the sentiments will simmer down,
Fabrications looking thinner now,
No more useless shit to talk about
Atop the solid ground, and by the stars no longer bound, bound, bound
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English
This beat is NYC, Kid Cudi off a quarter gram
High fives all around
This beat is NYC, Kid Cudi off a quarter gram
High fives all around
Excuse myself for being honest, but I feel like every morning breeds a broken promise,
It's been 3 bitter years of the same shitty movie on replay,
The 747's still stuck on the runway
F*ck,
Far from anything I could imagine,
At 25 I thought I'd see the death of my attractions,
And not the rebirth of preachers that will not will their ways away,
I'm Silent Bob cause I got bills to pay,
But is it worth it? The ribbons on the tight lips?
Purple naked ladies lying prone on an open script?
A big Fugazi or the symptoms of a sinking ship
Zero time for answers when all they wanna do is strip,
And I just wanna spend my money,
And I just wanna spend my money,
Could be running out of fuel to burn, better grab a seat
Before we blast beyond return, pass the acid please
In need of quelling my concerns, rid the apathy
And pacify my mind to peace, at ease
It's getting crazy in this tiny space, too many terabytes to process, that no amount of lithium can offset,
Pouring out my soul on a tape that sees no progress,
With every layer laid bare on every single project
Yep
Side-chain my spirit to the kick drum
While white water rains down all over my king-dom
I'm sure the crescent moon will cry,
A common enemy is cramping my style
It would take a bad bitch to get me out of the wild,
Cause I'm Carcosa to a King in Yellow,
Feared, revered and furious like Dominic Toretto,
Flooring 145 for the ounces I have yet to drink,
It'll be a crash and burn before you even blink,
So save the pictures for the Pineal gland, mannnnn
To pave the way for a colder smile,
Is to be grateful that you stuck around awhile,
I bet the sentiments will simmer down,
Fabrications looking thinner now,
No more useless shit to talk about
Atop the solid ground, and by the stars no longer bound, bound, bound
To pave the way for a colder smile,
Is to be grateful that you stuck around awhile,
I bet the sentiments will simmer down,
Fabrications looking thinner now,
No more useless shit to talk about
Atop the solid ground, and by the stars no longer bound, bound, bound
High fives all around
This beat is NYC, Kid Cudi off a quarter gram
High fives all around
Excuse myself for being honest, but I feel like every morning breeds a broken promise,
It's been 3 bitter years of the same shitty movie on replay,
The 747's still stuck on the runway
F*ck,
Far from anything I could imagine,
At 25 I thought I'd see the death of my attractions,
And not the rebirth of preachers that will not will their ways away,
I'm Silent Bob cause I got bills to pay,
But is it worth it? The ribbons on the tight lips?
Purple naked ladies lying prone on an open script?
A big Fugazi or the symptoms of a sinking ship
Zero time for answers when all they wanna do is strip,
And I just wanna spend my money,
And I just wanna spend my money,
Could be running out of fuel to burn, better grab a seat
Before we blast beyond return, pass the acid please
In need of quelling my concerns, rid the apathy
And pacify my mind to peace, at ease
It's getting crazy in this tiny space, too many terabytes to process, that no amount of lithium can offset,
Pouring out my soul on a tape that sees no progress,
With every layer laid bare on every single project
Yep
Side-chain my spirit to the kick drum
While white water rains down all over my king-dom
I'm sure the crescent moon will cry,
A common enemy is cramping my style
It would take a bad bitch to get me out of the wild,
Cause I'm Carcosa to a King in Yellow,
Feared, revered and furious like Dominic Toretto,
Flooring 145 for the ounces I have yet to drink,
It'll be a crash and burn before you even blink,
So save the pictures for the Pineal gland, mannnnn
To pave the way for a colder smile,
Is to be grateful that you stuck around awhile,
I bet the sentiments will simmer down,
Fabrications looking thinner now,
No more useless shit to talk about
Atop the solid ground, and by the stars no longer bound, bound, bound
To pave the way for a colder smile,
Is to be grateful that you stuck around awhile,
I bet the sentiments will simmer down,
Fabrications looking thinner now,
No more useless shit to talk about
Atop the solid ground, and by the stars no longer bound, bound, bound
Writer: Stephen Jimenez
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC