Crass my heart and hope to die
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being useless
Hope he be inspired
Doubt he understand me
Hope he never tries
Still don't understand my style
Kind of lines that have my future self on stand in full denial
Ocean mad
Foamin'
Splashin' openly
Performance vial
Back to being excited for the future
Hope it stays awhile
They sneaky on their beats
They droppin' beats behind the folk hits
Yo phobia of focus
Paralyzed duck
Too many f*ckin' mirrors
Got too much bad luck
Knuckles into scars and dustin' cars
They help the beat in tracks
Phobias of rearviews
I ain't goin' back
Preview of the title: (Hey!)
'When Dog's Whistle Back'
No time for idols
Talks are vital but they're cheap
No price?
No promise like to keep
So better fold stacks
Crisisal era
Economy's stressed?
I'm f*ckin' stressed!
I'm sick and tired of hearin' 'bout who got it best
Rather hear the now
It's noisy on that fence
Like Wyclef skimpin' on that water
Walter fugue?
Jeeze!
Great another white guy talkin' shit he doesn't know
Please
Crass my heart and hope to die
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being useless
Hope he be inspired
Doubt he understand me
Hope he never tries
Hope he never hope he never ever tries to see me
Hope he never looks his father in the eyes and sees my face instead
F*cked with my head
Back in them 90s it was easier to distract
The thousands harder but these '10s under attack
And my best tactic's just to drown you ALL out
So I'ma practice
Workin' on my slur so that my words connect like Cassius
Cautious
Born under the Stop sign
But bred for bragadocious
Kinda counters point
It's specious to suggest you could annoy me with that toker's focus
Still all the same I will suggest it
Physical dialogue of pill
I might digest it
Provisional thrill
Conventional kill
Etc
Cross faced
I'm veteran of prayer indulgence
Priest or pharoah see
I breathe Khalisee on your filler solvents
Baked in the fire escape
Clay will intolerant
In a pinch I'll grinch your shit if it dun mean that I can skip the pulpit
Kind of guilty who likes his chemicals violate
Guilt annihilate
(Wait wait wait
Wait a minute
This has been pretty dark so far
Can we like make this even like
You know pretty dark
Can we make it a little bit nice?
Just... kind of happy?
Like just a little happy?
Come on)
HABITS
Cross my heart and hope to fly
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being used
I hope he be inspired
Doubt he'd understand me
Hope he never
Happiness
It's terrifying (Aw, f*ck)
I'm trying I am to find this joy in the moment
But I got this habit of thinking of how the onus on me to fail and try again
That's how it works
Right?
Artist today we gotta be afraid to even say the word lest guys like me come out and smirk
Right?
Start settings bars so high nobody dare to jump
Now who come first
Right?
And y'all just stairs
So write it down
Yo I just stare until I see right through the camera to the glare
Y'all just don't care
Right?
Eh man I've been there
Might say I'm still here
But I ain't sayin' much lately
Got a habit of talkin' out of touch
Now tackle's activated
Now we forever shaded
Loose sights
Call this excuse for a night and get to faded
A for effort
You all deva
Me I'm never stated
Wrong or right
It's you whose payin' for that fight
They're only payin' for the night
Not for that sweet forever after
Nobody's sending their idols no f*cking cheques
And if they did they'd make a dash for it
Cancel the f*cker
Make an asshole of ya
Vassal to your former self
Could I ask this of ya?
Head held high
Or high with your head held?
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Chris Power - BachelorHabits Lyrics
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Crass my heart and hope to die
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being useless
Hope he be inspired
Doubt he understand me
Hope he never tries
Still don't understand my style
Kind of lines that have my future self on stand in full denial
Ocean mad
Foamin'
Splashin' openly
Performance vial
Back to being excited for the future
Hope it stays awhile
They sneaky on their beats
They droppin' beats behind the folk hits
Yo phobia of focus
Paralyzed duck
Too many f*ckin' mirrors
Got too much bad luck
Knuckles into scars and dustin' cars
They help the beat in tracks
Phobias of rearviews
I ain't goin' back
Preview of the title: (Hey!)
'When Dog's Whistle Back'
No time for idols
Talks are vital but they're cheap
No price?
No promise like to keep
So better fold stacks
Crisisal era
Economy's stressed?
I'm f*ckin' stressed!
I'm sick and tired of hearin' 'bout who got it best
Rather hear the now
It's noisy on that fence
Like Wyclef skimpin' on that water
Walter fugue?
Jeeze!
Great another white guy talkin' shit he doesn't know
Please
Crass my heart and hope to die
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being useless
Hope he be inspired
Doubt he understand me
Hope he never tries
Hope he never hope he never ever tries to see me
Hope he never looks his father in the eyes and sees my face instead
F*cked with my head
Back in them 90s it was easier to distract
The thousands harder but these '10s under attack
And my best tactic's just to drown you ALL out
So I'ma practice
Workin' on my slur so that my words connect like Cassius
Cautious
Born under the Stop sign
But bred for bragadocious
Kinda counters point
It's specious to suggest you could annoy me with that toker's focus
Still all the same I will suggest it
Physical dialogue of pill
I might digest it
Provisional thrill
Conventional kill
Etc
Cross faced
I'm veteran of prayer indulgence
Priest or pharoah see
I breathe Khalisee on your filler solvents
Baked in the fire escape
Clay will intolerant
In a pinch I'll grinch your shit if it dun mean that I can skip the pulpit
Kind of guilty who likes his chemicals violate
Guilt annihilate
(Wait wait wait
Wait a minute
This has been pretty dark so far
Can we like make this even like
You know pretty dark
Can we make it a little bit nice?
Just... kind of happy?
Like just a little happy?
Come on)
HABITS
Cross my heart and hope to fly
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being used
I hope he be inspired
Doubt he'd understand me
Hope he never
Happiness
It's terrifying (Aw, f*ck)
I'm trying I am to find this joy in the moment
But I got this habit of thinking of how the onus on me to fail and try again
That's how it works
Right?
Artist today we gotta be afraid to even say the word lest guys like me come out and smirk
Right?
Start settings bars so high nobody dare to jump
Now who come first
Right?
And y'all just stairs
So write it down
Yo I just stare until I see right through the camera to the glare
Y'all just don't care
Right?
Eh man I've been there
Might say I'm still here
But I ain't sayin' much lately
Got a habit of talkin' out of touch
Now tackle's activated
Now we forever shaded
Loose sights
Call this excuse for a night and get to faded
A for effort
You all deva
Me I'm never stated
Wrong or right
It's you whose payin' for that fight
They're only payin' for the night
Not for that sweet forever after
Nobody's sending their idols no f*cking cheques
And if they did they'd make a dash for it
Cancel the f*cker
Make an asshole of ya
Vassal to your former self
Could I ask this of ya?
Head held high
Or high with your head held?
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being useless
Hope he be inspired
Doubt he understand me
Hope he never tries
Still don't understand my style
Kind of lines that have my future self on stand in full denial
Ocean mad
Foamin'
Splashin' openly
Performance vial
Back to being excited for the future
Hope it stays awhile
They sneaky on their beats
They droppin' beats behind the folk hits
Yo phobia of focus
Paralyzed duck
Too many f*ckin' mirrors
Got too much bad luck
Knuckles into scars and dustin' cars
They help the beat in tracks
Phobias of rearviews
I ain't goin' back
Preview of the title: (Hey!)
'When Dog's Whistle Back'
No time for idols
Talks are vital but they're cheap
No price?
No promise like to keep
So better fold stacks
Crisisal era
Economy's stressed?
I'm f*ckin' stressed!
I'm sick and tired of hearin' 'bout who got it best
Rather hear the now
It's noisy on that fence
Like Wyclef skimpin' on that water
Walter fugue?
Jeeze!
Great another white guy talkin' shit he doesn't know
Please
Crass my heart and hope to die
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being useless
Hope he be inspired
Doubt he understand me
Hope he never tries
Hope he never hope he never ever tries to see me
Hope he never looks his father in the eyes and sees my face instead
F*cked with my head
Back in them 90s it was easier to distract
The thousands harder but these '10s under attack
And my best tactic's just to drown you ALL out
So I'ma practice
Workin' on my slur so that my words connect like Cassius
Cautious
Born under the Stop sign
But bred for bragadocious
Kinda counters point
It's specious to suggest you could annoy me with that toker's focus
Still all the same I will suggest it
Physical dialogue of pill
I might digest it
Provisional thrill
Conventional kill
Etc
Cross faced
I'm veteran of prayer indulgence
Priest or pharoah see
I breathe Khalisee on your filler solvents
Baked in the fire escape
Clay will intolerant
In a pinch I'll grinch your shit if it dun mean that I can skip the pulpit
Kind of guilty who likes his chemicals violate
Guilt annihilate
(Wait wait wait
Wait a minute
This has been pretty dark so far
Can we like make this even like
You know pretty dark
Can we make it a little bit nice?
Just... kind of happy?
Like just a little happy?
Come on)
HABITS
Cross my heart and hope to fly
Reborn as another
Hope his hopes are higher
Stead of being used
I hope he be inspired
Doubt he'd understand me
Hope he never
Happiness
It's terrifying (Aw, f*ck)
I'm trying I am to find this joy in the moment
But I got this habit of thinking of how the onus on me to fail and try again
That's how it works
Right?
Artist today we gotta be afraid to even say the word lest guys like me come out and smirk
Right?
Start settings bars so high nobody dare to jump
Now who come first
Right?
And y'all just stairs
So write it down
Yo I just stare until I see right through the camera to the glare
Y'all just don't care
Right?
Eh man I've been there
Might say I'm still here
But I ain't sayin' much lately
Got a habit of talkin' out of touch
Now tackle's activated
Now we forever shaded
Loose sights
Call this excuse for a night and get to faded
A for effort
You all deva
Me I'm never stated
Wrong or right
It's you whose payin' for that fight
They're only payin' for the night
Not for that sweet forever after
Nobody's sending their idols no f*cking cheques
And if they did they'd make a dash for it
Cancel the f*cker
Make an asshole of ya
Vassal to your former self
Could I ask this of ya?
Head held high
Or high with your head held?
Writer: Christopher Power
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