| [00:00.00] | I had a dream that I had woke up |
| [00:06.11] | It turned out to be a nigh*************are |
| [00:09.35] | You ever been stuck? Well so what, I'm a roll up |
| [00:12.40] | Dos of something nice here, it don't fight fair |
| [00:14.57] | And I'm gone |
| [00:15.38] | A phantom in the night, right |
| [00:16.95] | Mother******s slacking |
| [00:18.31] | While they ramble about the zeitgeist |
| [00:19.98] | And Sci-Fi, I called it right? |
| [00:21.89] | When I should have been making songs |
| [00:23.17] | I was training my sixth man; trying to catch that Kangaskhan |
| [00:26.51] | How I know what's going on with me, beyond sickly |
| [00:29.36] | My mental state |
| [00:30.22] | I compromised my art form to say that I could innovate |
| [00:33.69] | I feel like I'm not me no more, but pray for my resemblance's sake |
| [00:36.75] | Stepping backwards in it, that's a detrimental pace |
| [00:39.94] | You gotta love yourself before you let your guard down |
| [00:42.78] | I'm in the night sky, just praying that I don't fall down |
| [00:45.92] | I had dreams of being star-bound, a falling-comet |
| [00:49.16] | I will smoke until I stop-motion, I'm Wallace, Gromit |
| [00:52.21] | Light the fire |
| [00:52.61] | The time is right |
| [00:56.16] | You hold me tight |
| [00:59.08] | And love's got me high |
| [01:03.34] | Man, I used to give a ************* about rap |
| [01:06.29] | Two *************ts for these games |
| [01:08.02] | I'm above all these names |
| [01:09.53] | Word to Waka Flocka Flame |
| [01:11.07] | I went hard into paint |
| [01:12.82] | Used to do this for the art too |
| [01:14.31] | Then I met you, cupid struck my heart with a harpoon |
| [01:17.68] | And I was pulled in, deeper and deeper |
| [01:20.53] | My cares for this world got weaker and weaker |
| [01:23.64] | My hopes and my dreams? They left with the sleeper |
| [01:26.64] | Just to walk home with you, probably think I'm a creeper |
| [01:29.86] | This is cliche |
| [01:30.98] | But you are more than a friend to me |
| [01:33.38] | I know there's nothing I can do, If you were only in to me |
| [01:36.54] | Before I left, but now I'm back, and I would do anything |
| [01:39.68] | I can't do anything, unless it's got to do with you |
| [01:42.55] | I'd rather walk with Emily, I guess I got some work to do |
| [01:46.05] | Despite the hurt, still this ******* work is due |
| [01:49.00] | If it took ten years, *************t, I'd rather work with you |
| [01:52.14] | Cause ten years seems near, if I knew I could be with you |
| [01:55.14] | That's the truth |
| [01:55.90] | The time is right |
| [01:59.79] | You hold me tight |
| [02:02.01] | And love's got me high |
| [02:07.24] | Uh |
| [02:08.80] | Good evening melancholy |
| [02:10.32] | Sometimes I wish I'd leave this hellish body |
| [02:12.62] | And relieve myself from meaningless distress |
| [02:14.76] | But tonight, you ain't seeing me upset |
| [02:17.35] | No, my girl ain't get back with me |
| [02:19.02] | Nor at least send me a text |
| [02:20.38] | And nah |
| [02:21.50] | My parents still believe that I ain't *************t |
| [02:23.59] | And my pockets still as empty as the week before I left |
| [02:26.70] | And no |
| [02:27.98] | I still ain't get no sleep, I need a rest |
| [02:29.81] | Been conceivably obsessed |
| [02:31.53] | With perceiving self is seemingly a risk |
| [02:33.54] | But alas, I conceived some intellect |
| [02:36.13] | Intercept that inner-threat and transform it using sense |
| [02:39.39] | Lost a lot of blood, but gained a lot of water since |
| [02:42.58] | It sure probably sound corny, and how boring to my friends |
| [02:45.92] | But thanks to them I'm sitting there complacent on this bench |
| [02:48.88] | Gazing at the stars in this space I feel content |
| [02:52.09] | I may have not always conquered all the places that I've went |
| [02:55.46] | But I've always felt contented with the faces that I've met |