Colossal by Myelin Lansky Lyrics
*intro*
[Verse 1]
What's done is done, my heart is gold/
The naked truth is I don't really care about fancy clothes/
Grew up cliche, never had these brands/
Splurged my first couple bands on expensive pants/
Pelle Pelle, Avirex's, Timbaland boots
New era's matching, straight up stashing'/
Custom dog tag chain, the Buddha green
It's high fashion, I got a passion for machine execution these tracks and/
Lacing beats, change ya sheets/
I done slipped a couple time but didn't get lost in these streets/
I been addicted to weed, the most rebellious seed/
Only one teacher ever invested his energy in me/
So I just thought it wasn't gone be/
A place for me, till i heard refugees and BIG/
Quickly learned i had flow, now we on the road/
Tho' it's a pity i gave my soul to this industry (illuminati!)/
Plenty pretty women are in to me/
Cuz i stay classy like a Kennedy/
When i die then bury me/
Young, wit a couple cds and some killer weed/
My bars Hennessy, they'll fuck you up/
They heard too much and started throwing up/
Bucket boys, i got that fuck-it voice/
Now you bumping to my shit like you dont have a choice/
The real McCoy, Lansky the truth/
Amsterdam city, dirty loops/
Let me ride this way til i push the coupe/
No democracy its a reckless coup/
I swoop down like a bald head eagle/
I wanna break bread with all my people/
Sit at that table like the last supper/
But lately everybody on downers or uppers/
Brothers, are you even eating right?!
I need a show every single night/
Just to spread the gutter gospel/
You docile fossils, Lansky only move COLOSSAL/
[Verse 1]
What's done is done, my heart is gold/
The naked truth is I don't really care about fancy clothes/
Grew up cliche, never had these brands/
Splurged my first couple bands on expensive pants/
Pelle Pelle, Avirex's, Timbaland boots
New era's matching, straight up stashing'/
Custom dog tag chain, the Buddha green
It's high fashion, I got a passion for machine execution these tracks and/
Lacing beats, change ya sheets/
I done slipped a couple time but didn't get lost in these streets/
I been addicted to weed, the most rebellious seed/
Only one teacher ever invested his energy in me/
So I just thought it wasn't gone be/
A place for me, till i heard refugees and BIG/
Quickly learned i had flow, now we on the road/
Tho' it's a pity i gave my soul to this industry (illuminati!)/
Plenty pretty women are in to me/
Cuz i stay classy like a Kennedy/
When i die then bury me/
Young, wit a couple cds and some killer weed/
My bars Hennessy, they'll fuck you up/
They heard too much and started throwing up/
Bucket boys, i got that fuck-it voice/
Now you bumping to my shit like you dont have a choice/
The real McCoy, Lansky the truth/
Amsterdam city, dirty loops/
Let me ride this way til i push the coupe/
No democracy its a reckless coup/
I swoop down like a bald head eagle/
I wanna break bread with all my people/
Sit at that table like the last supper/
But lately everybody on downers or uppers/
Brothers, are you even eating right?!
I need a show every single night/
Just to spread the gutter gospel/
You docile fossils, Lansky only move COLOSSAL/