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[Verse 1: Airospace]
It's EXO shit, nigga, I be better off dead
I find some time to roam the earth and torture reverends instead
I stay hot, my head's volcanic ash up the blunt
Put my Charizard in a pack, and my dad in a trunk
On the real, I cut my last 'cause she was asking too much
As if bein' a fresh nigga ain't demanding enough
I don't like shit, but outside 'cuz the sole of my feet
So I walk with the sound of the ground, had me skating the beat
I been the best, text the secrets, it's pain to just keep
Like the five kids that got shot, or the eight for the week
In my city, you could die in the right place on the wrong street
Hard day where we don't eat, sharp blade and we don't sleep
Ho I'm dusty, so my records always playin' on repeat
My eyes crusty, I'm tired of niggas fakin' like they sleek
But son trust me, rope shibari, take it to the knees
Your girl suck me, and fuck me hard like we playing locally
(Say what)
[Chorus: Rav, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Airospace, Scuare]
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
[Verse 2: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
Catch me deep in the spot
Main vein missed, you gotta sleep in your clots
I think it's funny how these jits tryna cheapen the stock
I get a sense that you don't feel these floors creak when you walk
I hear it, I'm from the city where the sun died
Where they turn your dreams all crumb sized
In the hive with the one mind
Smoke a spliff to unwind
Just for the one time
Bomb like Swanton: Hardy Boy physics
Stay up out my shit, 'cause it is hardly your business
You a mark, you no different
No better. New friends that know better
New ends to meet, fuck this whole industry
Dig that hole in the street, what does it matter?
Throwed off this blunt, I'm fucked up off this shatter
Stock in the bowl, I like it right with the tamago
Planned out my day to hear the universe say, "Nah bro."
(Like nah bro)
[Verse 3: Scuare, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Rav]
Is the beat dope till I rhyme on it? (Nah bro)
Till I spend all my time on it? (Nah bro)
If I'm being honest, it's till the moment's gone
And I play it back, laugh what I just wrote it on
Feel like I'm drowning, I keep holding on
Don't need companions man, we ain't living woebegone
We ain't living at all, just, keep getting stuck, keep
Wishing the vision was easier than giving up when
Words don't cut no more, and thoughts don't come
It's easy to get lost and swerve into oncoming traffic
Get derailed, like "We failed.", but who's "we"? It's just me
I'm not living a real life, I've just been on vacation
Spinning 'round like it's real nice, I don't test shit, but patience
I got no legs to stand, I got enough sense to panic
I got hope and then abandon all, that's close enough to vanish
I got both a pile o' gold and enough shit to fill the planet
With the fruit of my labors, 'til it's fresh enough to can it, yuh
I guess I missed it, 'cos I don't ever listen
But it's not nuclear fission, I'm fishing for some intentions
That are inching off in the distance, don't mention Moss in a sentence
Could tip the odds in an instant, and send me launching an endless
Attempt to offer solutions, but who should go on and do shit
It's not me, I got delusions, I'm free, it's not the truth
That I see, I got some proof that I peaked
I've been dehumanizing
But I gotta do what I think
Will improve the mood of my dream
[Chorus: Rav, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Airospace, Scuare]
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
(RAAAVV!)
[Verse 4: Rav]
You and I were like the petals of a lotus
Floating through space and time on a carousel of emotions
I pointed to the stars, pursued an exospheric opus
While you fell into a thought pattern of parasitic motions
My heart forbid pity
Yours harbored shit feelings
No doubt rooted in pain and awkward misgivings
But I had to push through in this cardboard grid city and carve my own path
Regardless if it’s pretty, or not
Matter fact, I still feel livid a lot
Cause not every step’s a part of a deliberate plot
And not every hand I shake thereafter lives to unlock something better for me
Nor correct an error for me, then reward me
I burned my house down, and now I'm terraforming
I’m metamorphic
New decisions enter my orbit every morning
Our time as friends?
We never spent it poorly
We simply spent it
Now it’s something to remember only
I give regards to all my ominous friends
Maybe one day we will see our roads crossing again
Sometimes I blame myself for all the prospects lost in the wind
I suck the oxygen out
I bring the toxic shit in
But I done broke up out the box with a pen, and kept on pushing
It ain’t my fault that you chose to never really ever do shit
I don’t know
Maybe you did
You just dipped and never said shit
Maybe that’s what caused the rift
Or the shift in my perception
I admit, I’ve no longer any interest in repairing bridges
That’s why most of these days I’m celebrating independence
There aren’t enough hours in the day for mourning friendships, nor repentance
That’s why i now choose to ignore my mentions
It’s been too long
You probably asking yourself, “What I do wrong?”
But the truth’s always steeped in nuance
Our road hit a fork, it’s best we move on; exo
It's EXO shit, nigga, I be better off dead
I find some time to roam the earth and torture reverends instead
I stay hot, my head's volcanic ash up the blunt
Put my Charizard in a pack, and my dad in a trunk
On the real, I cut my last 'cause she was asking too much
As if bein' a fresh nigga ain't demanding enough
I don't like shit, but outside 'cuz the sole of my feet
So I walk with the sound of the ground, had me skating the beat
I been the best, text the secrets, it's pain to just keep
Like the five kids that got shot, or the eight for the week
In my city, you could die in the right place on the wrong street
Hard day where we don't eat, sharp blade and we don't sleep
Ho I'm dusty, so my records always playin' on repeat
My eyes crusty, I'm tired of niggas fakin' like they sleek
But son trust me, rope shibari, take it to the knees
Your girl suck me, and fuck me hard like we playing locally
(Say what)
[Chorus: Rav, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Airospace, Scuare]
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
[Verse 2: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
Catch me deep in the spot
Main vein missed, you gotta sleep in your clots
I think it's funny how these jits tryna cheapen the stock
I get a sense that you don't feel these floors creak when you walk
I hear it, I'm from the city where the sun died
Where they turn your dreams all crumb sized
In the hive with the one mind
Smoke a spliff to unwind
Just for the one time
Bomb like Swanton: Hardy Boy physics
Stay up out my shit, 'cause it is hardly your business
You a mark, you no different
No better. New friends that know better
New ends to meet, fuck this whole industry
Dig that hole in the street, what does it matter?
Throwed off this blunt, I'm fucked up off this shatter
Stock in the bowl, I like it right with the tamago
Planned out my day to hear the universe say, "Nah bro."
(Like nah bro)
[Verse 3: Scuare, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Rav]
Is the beat dope till I rhyme on it? (Nah bro)
Till I spend all my time on it? (Nah bro)
If I'm being honest, it's till the moment's gone
And I play it back, laugh what I just wrote it on
Feel like I'm drowning, I keep holding on
Don't need companions man, we ain't living woebegone
We ain't living at all, just, keep getting stuck, keep
Wishing the vision was easier than giving up when
Words don't cut no more, and thoughts don't come
It's easy to get lost and swerve into oncoming traffic
Get derailed, like "We failed.", but who's "we"? It's just me
I'm not living a real life, I've just been on vacation
Spinning 'round like it's real nice, I don't test shit, but patience
I got no legs to stand, I got enough sense to panic
I got hope and then abandon all, that's close enough to vanish
I got both a pile o' gold and enough shit to fill the planet
With the fruit of my labors, 'til it's fresh enough to can it, yuh
I guess I missed it, 'cos I don't ever listen
But it's not nuclear fission, I'm fishing for some intentions
That are inching off in the distance, don't mention Moss in a sentence
Could tip the odds in an instant, and send me launching an endless
Attempt to offer solutions, but who should go on and do shit
It's not me, I got delusions, I'm free, it's not the truth
That I see, I got some proof that I peaked
I've been dehumanizing
But I gotta do what I think
Will improve the mood of my dream
[Chorus: Rav, Kill Bill: The Rapper, Airospace, Scuare]
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
Fuck what it is, man I'm chasing what it could be
Fuck what you think, I keep building up to something
Fuck what you feel homie, tell me where your hood be
It is what it is, not what it should be
(RAAAVV!)
[Verse 4: Rav]
You and I were like the petals of a lotus
Floating through space and time on a carousel of emotions
I pointed to the stars, pursued an exospheric opus
While you fell into a thought pattern of parasitic motions
My heart forbid pity
Yours harbored shit feelings
No doubt rooted in pain and awkward misgivings
But I had to push through in this cardboard grid city and carve my own path
Regardless if it’s pretty, or not
Matter fact, I still feel livid a lot
Cause not every step’s a part of a deliberate plot
And not every hand I shake thereafter lives to unlock something better for me
Nor correct an error for me, then reward me
I burned my house down, and now I'm terraforming
I’m metamorphic
New decisions enter my orbit every morning
Our time as friends?
We never spent it poorly
We simply spent it
Now it’s something to remember only
I give regards to all my ominous friends
Maybe one day we will see our roads crossing again
Sometimes I blame myself for all the prospects lost in the wind
I suck the oxygen out
I bring the toxic shit in
But I done broke up out the box with a pen, and kept on pushing
It ain’t my fault that you chose to never really ever do shit
I don’t know
Maybe you did
You just dipped and never said shit
Maybe that’s what caused the rift
Or the shift in my perception
I admit, I’ve no longer any interest in repairing bridges
That’s why most of these days I’m celebrating independence
There aren’t enough hours in the day for mourning friendships, nor repentance
That’s why i now choose to ignore my mentions
It’s been too long
You probably asking yourself, “What I do wrong?”
But the truth’s always steeped in nuance
Our road hit a fork, it’s best we move on; exo