lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

flight risk - calm. (usa), time & awareness lyrics

Loading...

my heads in the clouds i’m a flight risk no time for arraignment
every bar is heinous i k!lled the beat and the bailiff
each verse a deposition, each song an affidavit
when did currency get turned into engagement?
there’s 3 devils in the world the last is expectation
the first 2 are addiction and booking agents
this industry is full of sharks, the smell of blood is fragrant
a synonym for a death and s*x cult is entertainment
i don’t want a feature, i don’t want a beat i don’t want a placement
i don’t wanna pay dues, i don’t want your venmo payment
i don’t wanna an interview i don’t wanna make a statement
i don’t have a top 5 i give a f*ck whos the greatest
i just want clean lungs no asbestos, all abatement
i just want a clean ride and whip it, no inhalant
i just want clean walls no lead in the paint chips
i want my friend’s record clean no prison enslavement
i used to give a f*ck but i think i misplaced it
around the same time my heroes became complaisant
when they traded in their values for money in the caymans
but have you ever been poor it f*cking sucks who can blame them?
there’s a fine line between the star on the pavement
and your name being etched into a tombstone engravement
legacy or currency, let the triple beam weigh it
if you made it the same instrument can erase it
decisions and regret dilemmas we’re faced with
i met the devil he said sign with the ink in your veins and
you could sell out shows, sip champagne and be famous
how many sold their soul cheap cuz they forgot to appraise it?
now they’re covered in shame and cocaine with diddy surveillance
the abel and cain terrain i don’t play with it
cuz people act foul when desperation is flagrant
no instant gratification i just want patience
i don’t wanna burn out so i always keep the flame lit
give me gasoline, give me chaos, give me changes
give me courage, give me rage, not a heart that’s vacant
i don’t wanna a grammy i don’t want a voice with cadence
i don’t want a false idol, if you gift it ill deface it
i don’t want to be online i want to touch grass remain in it
my time i’m reclaiming it, my mind i’m reshaping it
my synapses i’m training em no train of thought derailment
trauma i translate it into bars and rename it
awareness takes sound manipulates the arrangement
dirty lab we came from the bas*m*nt underground escapists
to fail i’m not afraid of it cuz everything i gave it
i got art in my veins and a voice to create it
truth i’m trying to save it before me and the grave get acquainted
i’m playing the keys of life i hit the pedal to sustain it
my voice trembles with the truth cuz my body can’t contain it

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...