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Black Holes Video (MV)




Performed By: Nick!
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Nicholas VanEaton




Nick! - Black Holes Lyrics
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Keep it loose as the shake in the sack
It's my party, I'm rollin' up by myself in the back
No need for the pity, I prefer it like that
Because yourself the only one that can have your back
And that's facts, who rolled that up, don't pass me that
Hangin' where the homies at, but got no room for breakin' through
Maybe all these mountains is blockin' my view
Hop, skip, and jump into conclusions
You assumin' we in the same lane, kid
I upped the pressure, and you can feel it
They said he was trash, and now we seein' where the impact hittin
The premiere was packed, the clothes sold out the premiere was packed
Asked me to play that YouTube beat you gettin' smacked
Drivin' in my lucid dreams in my all pink Cadillac
And now I feel like I can't breathe
Revive the system
Hatch a plan of dastardly destruction with my laser cannon
Try to tranquilize my mind and it was so damaged
Just because you different don't mean you need a prescription
I said, just because you different don't mean you need a prescription
You can soul manage
I was creative and wild they thought I was so frantic
But now I'm breakin' molds and creatin' black holes with these dope stanzas
Droppin' these bombs down your chimney, I'm cold as four Santas
I'm like old Saint Nick
I got the hoes, hoes, hoes but you click, just switch
And I got your name up on my f*ckin' hit list
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Keep it loose as the shake in the sack
It's my party, I'm rollin' up by myself in the back
No need for the pity, I prefer it like that
Because yourself the only one that can have your back
And that's facts, who rolled that up, don't pass me that
Hangin' where the homies at, but got no room for breakin' through
Maybe all these mountains is blockin' my view
Hop, skip, and jump into conclusions
You assumin' we in the same lane, kid
I upped the pressure, and you can feel it
They said he was trash, and now we seein' where the impact hittin
The premiere was packed, the clothes sold out the premiere was packed
Asked me to play that YouTube beat you gettin' smacked
Drivin' in my lucid dreams in my all pink Cadillac
And now I feel like I can't breathe
Revive the system
Hatch a plan of dastardly destruction with my laser cannon
Try to tranquilize my mind and it was so damaged
Just because you different don't mean you need a prescription
I said, just because you different don't mean you need a prescription
You can soul manage
I was creative and wild they thought I was so frantic
But now I'm breakin' molds and creatin' black holes with these dope stanzas
Droppin' these bombs down your chimney, I'm cold as four Santas
I'm like old Saint Nick
I got the hoes, hoes, hoes but you click, just switch
And I got your name up on my f*ckin' hit list
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Writer: Nicholas VanEaton
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