CRESCENDO by James Yee Lyrics
Oh, oh, oh
Crescendo
Shit, damn
You ever think about it?
You ever wonder why I can’t go without it
You’d know
The look on my face
If you ever looked my way
I look alert, see the alarm
Blood on the junkyard
You take me apart
Take me apart
In the crescendo
Eternity occurred to me
In the crescendo
Surgery if the enemy (Rising higher)
In the crescendo
I hear her calling me
In the crescendo
Surgеry of the enemy
Shit, damn
You еver think about it?
Don’t leave me, more time to doubt it
You know
I could be in pictures on magazines
While they talk bout what they don’t know bout me (They love to talk)
Eyes can’t sell out what a mouth can’t read
It’s not introspective, it’s what I see
From my perspective, I know ain’t shit free, so
I leave it up to the crescendo
I might fall from the window (I might crash, I might let go)
Paper plane, go where the wind goes
Follow me, there ain’t no end goal
There ain’t no angle
Yo, new city, new o's, bitch lemme conjugate
Left the 510, guess I gotta acclimate
Back in a month, guess I gotta graduate
But with this music shit, I'm making Ks by my body weight
Grasps at philosophy and shit I can't calculate
Crescendo for eternity, crescendo till we fade away
In the crescendo
Eternity occurred to me
In the crescendo
Surgery of the enemy
In the crescendo
I hear her calling me
In the crescendo
Surgery of the enemy
Crescendo
Shit, damn
You ever think about it?
You ever wonder why I can’t go without it
You’d know
The look on my face
If you ever looked my way
I look alert, see the alarm
Blood on the junkyard
You take me apart
Take me apart
In the crescendo
Eternity occurred to me
In the crescendo
Surgery if the enemy (Rising higher)
In the crescendo
I hear her calling me
In the crescendo
Surgеry of the enemy
Shit, damn
You еver think about it?
Don’t leave me, more time to doubt it
You know
I could be in pictures on magazines
While they talk bout what they don’t know bout me (They love to talk)
Eyes can’t sell out what a mouth can’t read
It’s not introspective, it’s what I see
From my perspective, I know ain’t shit free, so
I leave it up to the crescendo
I might fall from the window (I might crash, I might let go)
Paper plane, go where the wind goes
Follow me, there ain’t no end goal
There ain’t no angle
Yo, new city, new o's, bitch lemme conjugate
Left the 510, guess I gotta acclimate
Back in a month, guess I gotta graduate
But with this music shit, I'm making Ks by my body weight
Grasps at philosophy and shit I can't calculate
Crescendo for eternity, crescendo till we fade away
In the crescendo
Eternity occurred to me
In the crescendo
Surgery of the enemy
In the crescendo
I hear her calling me
In the crescendo
Surgery of the enemy