Shatter by Muze Sikk Lyrics
She goes whichever way the wind blows
Barely even knows
Which way is up
It’s natural to let you down
Like a drop
Of rainfall
From my cloudy kingdom
On a desert floor
You wrote your name inside my head
Such a quaint occasion
Shattered
Buried in your heart
Situation shaping up to what you rued the most
Make or break
I live to see the day you live to see
Assimilation baby
Now your just a part of me
I don’t need a MF thing from you
If this shit pops put the blame on you
Make her hip hop
Make it rain on cue
Brain dead sucker bitch I ran off fumes
Ya
Got a allowance
Game on
Ball in my court
Gotta limit what you staying on
Gauze on the vein
Split blinds in a blink
How rudimеntary
Got more than Drew Berry
I salutе none these lames
They ain’t bang like I bang
Got your brain in a manger
That mans in a phase
Tell em pipe up so precursor
He turn to slushee
Saw
See what I see
With a plow in a trash heap
You crawl
That I call an abasement
So lace up your basic
Your money ain’t major
Your mind is a stranger
I ball with the neighbors
I wallop the followers swallowing all my solid dents
Drop it hotter than tropics
You MFs ain’t got it
So somebody’s gotta
You goofs ally oop while I hoop on your blah blah
You shoot with another mans wrist
Take it like this
Take what you never could earn on your own
Temperature bitch I been Sikk for so long
To shelter you from the storm
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Barely even knows
Which way is up
It’s natural to let you down
Like a drop
Of rainfall
From my cloudy kingdom
On a desert floor
You wrote your name inside my head
Such a quaint occasion
Shattered
Buried in your heart
Situation shaping up to what you rued the most
Make or break
I live to see the day you live to see
Assimilation baby
Now your just a part of me
I don’t need a MF thing from you
If this shit pops put the blame on you
Make her hip hop
Make it rain on cue
Brain dead sucker bitch I ran off fumes
Ya
Got a allowance
Game on
Ball in my court
Gotta limit what you staying on
Gauze on the vein
Split blinds in a blink
How rudimеntary
Got more than Drew Berry
I salutе none these lames
They ain’t bang like I bang
Got your brain in a manger
That mans in a phase
Tell em pipe up so precursor
He turn to slushee
Saw
See what I see
With a plow in a trash heap
You crawl
That I call an abasement
So lace up your basic
Your money ain’t major
Your mind is a stranger
I ball with the neighbors
I wallop the followers swallowing all my solid dents
Drop it hotter than tropics
You MFs ain’t got it
So somebody’s gotta
You goofs ally oop while I hoop on your blah blah
You shoot with another mans wrist
Take it like this
Take what you never could earn on your own
Temperature bitch I been Sikk for so long
To shelter you from the storm
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Back to back
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