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fyre - grams all day lyrics
[sw_nk daddy]
uh, yeah! wake up in the morning and i hit the pipe
seconds later i say “yeah, that’s right!”
simple as that, a miracle, in the palms of my life
grayed down, spread, rise, saved down for delight
grace town, dead drop, just alive for the fight
blue wheels, red feels, free to fly your life
ain’t no text around system, downside is the light
branches of guitar, caddys parked around in the sky
no windows or doors, mirrors hanging down from the dike
after a glance of the shore, nothing else will suffice
even imagination comes short of these heights
sand is cool, water’s warm and the day never bites
and send yourself along the lines of emotionless nights
blow your brains down the lane to get free from the pain
find a country in the rain destroy your favorite device
put it in park, keep cruising til your eyes out your whites
then come and ring my bell and you’ll be buried alive
right beside myself, i got a spot, you can slide
[mxlplx]
riding kinda crazy, swerving hard to the left
lethargic sensation stop the heart in my chest
look in your face like “what?”, look away when i’ve had enough
seemed like everyone’s on cope, i guess that’s cool but i’d rather smoke
way this world breaks you down, makes you down in your own p_ss
i’ll be down to take that sh_t
nothing can make me trip
to h_ll with that, i’m smashing through this saucy music, right?
sugar fried and served like catfish on your satellite
hardcore philosophy adding flavor to your spot
cuz when you’re at the party, i’m at the crib getting shot
silver bullets in my body burning down me blur red hot
there is no escape, c_ck it back and mash
rush by the bass makes the end want to crash
cut like a knifeblade penetrates the mental
bustas stop to bite, riders raise up the levels
like a thief in the night, like a flavor of the devil
like he sleep through daylight and wake up, wind up unsettles
(down in the sky like a non native metals)
[young g]
young g hustling for fear i might slip
i take my shirt off, now it’s time to floss my sh_t
call me white trash while i blaze 50 bucks of hash
call me a fool cuz i like to burn my cash
too much drinking, not enough hoping
too much thinking and not enough smoking
watch my dead dreams rise in a cloud of smoke
watch me lose my soul to this dope
a soliloquy of hatred for myself
my ode to despair for the fact i want wealth
what will become of this life?
young g bailing through the hood with stripes
device of the wicked take illogical standpoints
radar, sonar, nuclear landpoints
of attack and defensive nuclear strategy
who’s the young rider that you just can’t see?
on tv, cable, dvd or video
f_ck a b_tch, f_ck a trick, f_ck a hoe
it’s way out how my mind strengthens
kinda like your ego lengthens
oops, never mind, never let the clever find the several binds that climb in your mind
divine intertwine to design to the blind
deception is inception of the third kind
come back, b_tch, come from behind
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