Secrets by HALO Lyrics
[Produced by Khrysis]
You and me, you and me, you and me
You and me, you and me, you and me
[Hook: HaLo]
I truly see everything that you could be
Secret, keep it between you and me
Ha, you and me, you and me, you and me
Ha, you and me, you and me, you and me
I truly see everything that you could be
It’s a secret, keep it between you and me
Ha, you and me, you and me, you and me
Shh, you and me, you and me, you and me
[Verse 1: HaLo]
Before there was punk there was a band called Death
Retrace, double my steps to the pulse of the best
I guess I’m so Yoda, butterflies land on my shoulder
Each and every iota reachin’ his quota
Atlas shoulder the game
Cannabinoid receptors in my brain
Goin’ insane, future as bright as a flame
Remain rugged, righteous, the rulings of a king
Got the classical shit, we fathers of the swing
Feeling like pain penetratin’ through your frame
I feel ashamed, sharp blades don’t feel a thing
Big dog, Great Dane, get a gang we bang
Sing, wadada dang sing wadada dang
Of course I coolatta carry the force, Liu Kang
I don’t pump up her brain with game, truthfully gain her trust
Feel the rush run with the realest, you start to lust
Spontaneously combust bust, right at the cusp
No need to fuss short yellow bus, we know that you sus
It’s a shame part of the game, we know that you sus
Before there was punk there was a band called Death
Retrace, double your steps, to the pulse of the best
My nigga, uh
[Bridge]
[?]
Classical shit, and fathers of the frame
Feel the light pain penetratin’ right through your frame
I’m feelin’ ashamed, [?] you don’t feel a thing
Nigga, uh
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tab-One]
Elevate it, elated I made it
To the favourite of your favorites
Flavour getting’ faded on your playlist
Who play this it’s basic mathematic static
Higher than your attic, emphatic when gettin’ at it and at it
Addicted to the rhythm and magic
I’m mad hatter I’m mad as a [?]
I’m badder than any baddie you ever got together forever
I’m stayin’ fresher than them new socks drawn from out the dresser
But I never lesser the lessons get wrestled
Never claim to be a God, mainly just a vessel
Prayin’ for the better whenever I’m gettin’ pressure
And that’s word to H-A-L-O we flow lectures
[Hook]
[Spoken]
What I meant, what I meant to say was that we are made by the past, that we are made by how we conceive of the past, how we think of the past. Many of us have been crippled by a certain false history of the past, we’ve been crippled because we think of ourselves as people who achieve nothing, who did nothing great in the world, who are merely slaves, etc., second class citizens. That conception of the past has destroyed so many of us so that it has become absolutely critical to remake a people, to transform a people it is necessary to transform their conception of the past
You and me, you and me, you and me
You and me, you and me, you and me
[Hook: HaLo]
I truly see everything that you could be
Secret, keep it between you and me
Ha, you and me, you and me, you and me
Ha, you and me, you and me, you and me
I truly see everything that you could be
It’s a secret, keep it between you and me
Ha, you and me, you and me, you and me
Shh, you and me, you and me, you and me
[Verse 1: HaLo]
Before there was punk there was a band called Death
Retrace, double my steps to the pulse of the best
I guess I’m so Yoda, butterflies land on my shoulder
Each and every iota reachin’ his quota
Atlas shoulder the game
Cannabinoid receptors in my brain
Goin’ insane, future as bright as a flame
Remain rugged, righteous, the rulings of a king
Got the classical shit, we fathers of the swing
Feeling like pain penetratin’ through your frame
I feel ashamed, sharp blades don’t feel a thing
Big dog, Great Dane, get a gang we bang
Sing, wadada dang sing wadada dang
Of course I coolatta carry the force, Liu Kang
I don’t pump up her brain with game, truthfully gain her trust
Feel the rush run with the realest, you start to lust
Spontaneously combust bust, right at the cusp
No need to fuss short yellow bus, we know that you sus
It’s a shame part of the game, we know that you sus
Before there was punk there was a band called Death
Retrace, double your steps, to the pulse of the best
My nigga, uh
[Bridge]
[?]
Classical shit, and fathers of the frame
Feel the light pain penetratin’ right through your frame
I’m feelin’ ashamed, [?] you don’t feel a thing
Nigga, uh
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tab-One]
Elevate it, elated I made it
To the favourite of your favorites
Flavour getting’ faded on your playlist
Who play this it’s basic mathematic static
Higher than your attic, emphatic when gettin’ at it and at it
Addicted to the rhythm and magic
I’m mad hatter I’m mad as a [?]
I’m badder than any baddie you ever got together forever
I’m stayin’ fresher than them new socks drawn from out the dresser
But I never lesser the lessons get wrestled
Never claim to be a God, mainly just a vessel
Prayin’ for the better whenever I’m gettin’ pressure
And that’s word to H-A-L-O we flow lectures
[Hook]
[Spoken]
What I meant, what I meant to say was that we are made by the past, that we are made by how we conceive of the past, how we think of the past. Many of us have been crippled by a certain false history of the past, we’ve been crippled because we think of ourselves as people who achieve nothing, who did nothing great in the world, who are merely slaves, etc., second class citizens. That conception of the past has destroyed so many of us so that it has become absolutely critical to remake a people, to transform a people it is necessary to transform their conception of the past