X-Ray Man by Fyre Lyrics
[Swank]
(Nigga said he's Holy Ghost, check?
What? You don't like to hear Jesus's name?
You don't like to hear Jesus's name?
Nigga what's wrong with you?)
It's just as holy as you make it
Cuts deep as you take it
Just as long as you make it
Life is lead to the basement
These grow into our places
Death is what's created, never negotiated
Life is for courageous, take the lights, they're contagious
Off streets laid out for ages
To find a future's ancient
It's slowly orchestrated, let's remember what we came with
Before we say it's tasteless
Thrown at our shoes, no time to free the laces
It's a cold pleasure, but these are dear places
The streets are never like a motherfucker's illustrated
So low but I feel my hands are full of aces
Life feels like a day stuck in the staircases
Side to side with a million motherfucking rages
What else feels good besides Jesus?
Besides Jesus...
[Mxlplx]
I can't ever get enough
Try and hold it together, but it's tough
When you change like the weather
I'm on fire and the flames feeling better
Higher than anything you could measure, x-ray man
Looking through forever, motivate a plan to get me pleasure
Holster on my hip; Moon coming up, there's a showdown brewing
What the fuck I wanna know what you doing
So sick I'm blue and but the past don't matter
There's nothing to lose, man I'll deal with it after we do what we do
And decide if we're bankrupt
Get out til we die like some bastard
Hearing suicidal thoughts up in my laughter
Noose around my neck, hanging from the rafter
[Young G]
Twisted thoughts, gifted shots, form my plot gone like my bot clone in my wind of existence
Death form resistance
Isolated senseless, lives that chase it
Physical bonds tastes true, pit a hollow sense of change is throttled
Into angels flying, purposed through ankles, wrist, a new
Tangles minds in my mind, find bodies blunt
Blunt...
(Nigga said he's Holy Ghost, check?
What? You don't like to hear Jesus's name?
You don't like to hear Jesus's name?
Nigga what's wrong with you?)
It's just as holy as you make it
Cuts deep as you take it
Just as long as you make it
Life is lead to the basement
These grow into our places
Death is what's created, never negotiated
Life is for courageous, take the lights, they're contagious
Off streets laid out for ages
To find a future's ancient
It's slowly orchestrated, let's remember what we came with
Before we say it's tasteless
Thrown at our shoes, no time to free the laces
It's a cold pleasure, but these are dear places
The streets are never like a motherfucker's illustrated
So low but I feel my hands are full of aces
Life feels like a day stuck in the staircases
Side to side with a million motherfucking rages
What else feels good besides Jesus?
Besides Jesus...
[Mxlplx]
I can't ever get enough
Try and hold it together, but it's tough
When you change like the weather
I'm on fire and the flames feeling better
Higher than anything you could measure, x-ray man
Looking through forever, motivate a plan to get me pleasure
Holster on my hip; Moon coming up, there's a showdown brewing
What the fuck I wanna know what you doing
So sick I'm blue and but the past don't matter
There's nothing to lose, man I'll deal with it after we do what we do
And decide if we're bankrupt
Get out til we die like some bastard
Hearing suicidal thoughts up in my laughter
Noose around my neck, hanging from the rafter
[Young G]
Twisted thoughts, gifted shots, form my plot gone like my bot clone in my wind of existence
Death form resistance
Isolated senseless, lives that chase it
Physical bonds tastes true, pit a hollow sense of change is throttled
Into angels flying, purposed through ankles, wrist, a new
Tangles minds in my mind, find bodies blunt
Blunt...