Cabarnet Ct by Kiran the Nomad Lyrics
[Verse 1: Kiran The Nomad]
Focused on the passion
I made a splash in the rapping
The dreams gon take me platinum
Fuck the world without a magnum
Keep my feelings out the traffic
No shock I came for static
Status quo ain't really average
At yo door like Fed-ex package
Tat the 4
My bros, we smashing on yo hoes
That pussy ratchet
I been had my own drive you drifting and I ain’t catch it
You missing in action
My boys a do you like taxes
My boo gon cut it like fractions
My mood gon come up acid
Reflex oh we flexing and acting
She messy we manage
I met you like expectations
I'm setting some different standards
It's candid
Granted
Sometimes I feel the pain damage
Shit I remember it like yesterday, alcohol on the granite
They call it the corner of Cabarnet
Many say its Topanga
A hidden hill for a stranger who tripping
If you in danger we got you a place that’s safe
Headquarters a real estate
A lil' taste of your reality escape
[Verse 2: Kiran The Nomad]
The dream was ignited by feelings
I filled the silence
With different parts of my mind
It's amazing; avoided violence
Emotional, still inside
Is a local boy from the side of south of London with too much pride In the jungle; these niggas lying
The truth
Gon' take it's time to reveal itself to yo eyes
I'm indifferent
You choosing sides pick a "Pentecostal"
Provide; an archangel that came to die
Heaven's gates isn't open
Why did you wait this long to decide?
You’ve been patient
Forever I have been waiting for you to find yourself "famous"?
How they define it?
You weathered the storm like climate
Together we form a fire
Don’t ever leave or I'll find ya
1001 reminders
The powder, the monkey
Finding the trouble you’ll always sign em (yeah)
[Kiran The Nomad]
Party?
Focused on the passion
I made a splash in the rapping
The dreams gon take me platinum
Fuck the world without a magnum
Keep my feelings out the traffic
No shock I came for static
Status quo ain't really average
At yo door like Fed-ex package
Tat the 4
My bros, we smashing on yo hoes
That pussy ratchet
I been had my own drive you drifting and I ain’t catch it
You missing in action
My boys a do you like taxes
My boo gon cut it like fractions
My mood gon come up acid
Reflex oh we flexing and acting
She messy we manage
I met you like expectations
I'm setting some different standards
It's candid
Granted
Sometimes I feel the pain damage
Shit I remember it like yesterday, alcohol on the granite
They call it the corner of Cabarnet
Many say its Topanga
A hidden hill for a stranger who tripping
If you in danger we got you a place that’s safe
Headquarters a real estate
A lil' taste of your reality escape
[Verse 2: Kiran The Nomad]
The dream was ignited by feelings
I filled the silence
With different parts of my mind
It's amazing; avoided violence
Emotional, still inside
Is a local boy from the side of south of London with too much pride In the jungle; these niggas lying
The truth
Gon' take it's time to reveal itself to yo eyes
I'm indifferent
You choosing sides pick a "Pentecostal"
Provide; an archangel that came to die
Heaven's gates isn't open
Why did you wait this long to decide?
You’ve been patient
Forever I have been waiting for you to find yourself "famous"?
How they define it?
You weathered the storm like climate
Together we form a fire
Don’t ever leave or I'll find ya
1001 reminders
The powder, the monkey
Finding the trouble you’ll always sign em (yeah)
[Kiran The Nomad]
Party?