Fruit of Knowledge by Meraki x Gkotta Lyrics
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Only fade I take's with a shaver
Give me a bracelet, I am a raver
Lotta folk's dry, better give them lotion
Walking in the dark, in search for the potion
All that I sew’s
Using the thread of the craft
How would you know
Look at the gift of my flow
With a sweet lyrical bow
Allow me to step on your toes
Also allow an analogy
Of which I could craft an anthology
I'll tell you right now
If ken's a cow
I'm the brother milking it so to fill the plow
Quite content with what fools do flout
I'm new on the scene
But I've been growing for years
Looking like Jack and the bean
I am not green
‘Less you’re talking about my Hulk of a flow
Then I know what you mеan
I scoured desert in thе search for water
In the distance, thought I found some
But it proved another ruse of Reaper
So, in lieu, I drank my rum
Sat and watched the sunset
Knowing I, of thirst, would die
Anon, by night, I was beset
And, thus, let out a cry
Nocturnal creatures heard my summon
Soon I was accompanied
By Satan's host of many a demon
Who in night were freed
I look outside my window
And I see the clouds are weeping
Crawling ‘cross—a black widow
And creatures at the treeline watching
Laughin’
Even whilst I’m in the bowels of coffin
A dolphin
Breathing in the water never coughin’
Morbid
Some ideas I’ve assorted
Sordid
Are my hands and nails like I wanted
Life’s a bull, olé
Get it by the horns, eh
Lotta people say no way
Okay, guess they’re fish in the sea
Looking for the shark’s parley
I’m an all-conditions flyer
And I don’t need a runway
[Meraki x Gökotta]
I don’t need to run when I got what I want
When I’m smoking good kush smoking good marijuana
When I pull on the scene with a Cali pound of greens
And you bitches trynna make noise I ain’t hear a thing
You hoes try to stress me hang up on the ring
Industry lil baby but didn’t sell a thing
Never my soul cause that’s all I own
Taking different pills man I’m so out of control
Never alone my demons they roam
Throughout my room man I’m feeling so cold
Is this really hell man I don’t want to know
When your mentally so bad and your mentally so low
When your acid trips go bad and your mind go out control
Don’t forget about your loved ones that made you feel strong
Don’t forget about the homies that would always tag along
Cause that’s all you got in this world
Thats always wrong
Only fade I take's with a shaver
Give me a bracelet, I am a raver
Lotta folk's dry, better give them lotion
Walking in the dark, in search for the potion
All that I sew’s
Using the thread of the craft
How would you know
Look at the gift of my flow
With a sweet lyrical bow
Allow me to step on your toes
Also allow an analogy
Of which I could craft an anthology
I'll tell you right now
If ken's a cow
I'm the brother milking it so to fill the plow
Quite content with what fools do flout
I'm new on the scene
But I've been growing for years
Looking like Jack and the bean
I am not green
‘Less you’re talking about my Hulk of a flow
Then I know what you mеan
I scoured desert in thе search for water
In the distance, thought I found some
But it proved another ruse of Reaper
So, in lieu, I drank my rum
Sat and watched the sunset
Knowing I, of thirst, would die
Anon, by night, I was beset
And, thus, let out a cry
Nocturnal creatures heard my summon
Soon I was accompanied
By Satan's host of many a demon
Who in night were freed
I look outside my window
And I see the clouds are weeping
Crawling ‘cross—a black widow
And creatures at the treeline watching
Laughin’
Even whilst I’m in the bowels of coffin
A dolphin
Breathing in the water never coughin’
Morbid
Some ideas I’ve assorted
Sordid
Are my hands and nails like I wanted
Life’s a bull, olé
Get it by the horns, eh
Lotta people say no way
Okay, guess they’re fish in the sea
Looking for the shark’s parley
I’m an all-conditions flyer
And I don’t need a runway
[Meraki x Gökotta]
I don’t need to run when I got what I want
When I’m smoking good kush smoking good marijuana
When I pull on the scene with a Cali pound of greens
And you bitches trynna make noise I ain’t hear a thing
You hoes try to stress me hang up on the ring
Industry lil baby but didn’t sell a thing
Never my soul cause that’s all I own
Taking different pills man I’m so out of control
Never alone my demons they roam
Throughout my room man I’m feeling so cold
Is this really hell man I don’t want to know
When your mentally so bad and your mentally so low
When your acid trips go bad and your mind go out control
Don’t forget about your loved ones that made you feel strong
Don’t forget about the homies that would always tag along
Cause that’s all you got in this world
Thats always wrong