Senzu On A Sunday by Sylvan LaCue Lyrics
[Intro: Goku]
Krillin, still got one of those Senzu Beans?
Let me have one, ok
[Verse]
Tug a war with my higher self & the fallen Angel (Yeah)
My triggers come from all angles (All angles)
I was taught to take pre-caution, don’t talk unless it’s a trusted force (Yeah)
What’s it to gain the whole world & forsake the source? (What's the point)
I got my shadow self locked in a figure four
My ego tripping balls, my soul want me to be the bigger boy (Bigger boy)
Plants surrounding only real niggas can stand around me (Yeah)
You talking slick only gеt you placed with a bounty (Doot doot doot doot doot)
I’m from Dade that's a county that you ain't gotta mention (Nah)
Don’t sleep on Broward thеm Zoe’s still walk with extensions ([?])
I got a habit I’m slow to talk but still quick to listen (Yeah)
You pay attention & find who’s under suspicion (Woo)
As my subconscious thickens (Yeah)
Lessons adapted couldn’t go against it
It would’ve been the end of friendships (Would've been the end)
Enlightenment was a mistress that impeded my senses (Yeah)
Couldn’t say no I was curious fuck/for convincing, Mmh
I cross my heart as I beg for the lords' forgiveness
I don’t lost my discipline, I’m more tempted to serve a sentence (Forgive me God)
Me & Biddy in the trenches plot revenge & vengeance (Yeah)
This can’t be good for my spirit, I fought the kinship (Woo)
But shouts to Marciano (Yeah)
I pop a bottle with the good fellas instructing plans to follow over plates of tacos (Yeah)
I ate too much and pulled a Mr. Socko (Yeah)
Threw my belongings up, was coughing up over oceans & palms & such
I got mistakes I’m taking to the grave ([?])
I was taught remain relaxed & paid ([?])
I took some L’s I went on jets & slayed
Distracted by the asses of thicker jawns on my sexcapades
Traveled round the world before thirty
I knew that I was worthy
Fucked me some Rihanna’s, Jeanette Mccurdys
It never served me
Told the lord I need more than patience to deal with all these curvings (Yeah)
Lusting for acceptance will leave you starving & keep you thirsty
Drinking from the fountain of misguided teachings (Yeah)
Smoking blunts was how I opted grieving
Need higher realms when all these lows vibrations start impeding
Nigga I been nice since coke & blondes was how you found the weekend (Yeah)
Young Sylvan hop on anything & move like Pistol Pete-ing (Yeah)
I am versatile not 1 dimensional that’s not my memo (Yeah)
I’ma hop on trap beats & still kill these type of instrumentals, yeah
Water diet pissing every 30 minutes
Rest In Peace to Earl Simmons
Legends never die they transcend & keep the world spinning
Cocaina cream c250 with the pearl timings (Skrrt)
Summer madness, Winter Sadness
I just need my girl in it (I just need my girl in it)
Bitches flocking niggas stalking jealousy’s
*sucks teeth*
It ain’t bout how good you is it’s bout divine timing
True belief & trust in what's around you
In this prime climate
King Sylvan, I address reciprocate as thy highness
Why try it, Air Force ones white than Don Imus
Juan G, breaking cigars & toasting on water fronts (Yeah)
GiGi’s with some dark skinned models hoping I call they bluff
Keep the family close it’s imperative not to talk as much (Yeah)
You know the feds tapping these rappers the shit ain’t holding up
I know the tuff & the frail & the ones who keep the mills but characters in question (Yeah)
There’s a spectrum on what's deemed as real
Wisdom from your general
Ravenclaw what my house is
See you when I see you
If I see you, motherfucka'
Krillin, still got one of those Senzu Beans?
Let me have one, ok
[Verse]
Tug a war with my higher self & the fallen Angel (Yeah)
My triggers come from all angles (All angles)
I was taught to take pre-caution, don’t talk unless it’s a trusted force (Yeah)
What’s it to gain the whole world & forsake the source? (What's the point)
I got my shadow self locked in a figure four
My ego tripping balls, my soul want me to be the bigger boy (Bigger boy)
Plants surrounding only real niggas can stand around me (Yeah)
You talking slick only gеt you placed with a bounty (Doot doot doot doot doot)
I’m from Dade that's a county that you ain't gotta mention (Nah)
Don’t sleep on Broward thеm Zoe’s still walk with extensions ([?])
I got a habit I’m slow to talk but still quick to listen (Yeah)
You pay attention & find who’s under suspicion (Woo)
As my subconscious thickens (Yeah)
Lessons adapted couldn’t go against it
It would’ve been the end of friendships (Would've been the end)
Enlightenment was a mistress that impeded my senses (Yeah)
Couldn’t say no I was curious fuck/for convincing, Mmh
I cross my heart as I beg for the lords' forgiveness
I don’t lost my discipline, I’m more tempted to serve a sentence (Forgive me God)
Me & Biddy in the trenches plot revenge & vengeance (Yeah)
This can’t be good for my spirit, I fought the kinship (Woo)
But shouts to Marciano (Yeah)
I pop a bottle with the good fellas instructing plans to follow over plates of tacos (Yeah)
I ate too much and pulled a Mr. Socko (Yeah)
Threw my belongings up, was coughing up over oceans & palms & such
I got mistakes I’m taking to the grave ([?])
I was taught remain relaxed & paid ([?])
I took some L’s I went on jets & slayed
Distracted by the asses of thicker jawns on my sexcapades
Traveled round the world before thirty
I knew that I was worthy
Fucked me some Rihanna’s, Jeanette Mccurdys
It never served me
Told the lord I need more than patience to deal with all these curvings (Yeah)
Lusting for acceptance will leave you starving & keep you thirsty
Drinking from the fountain of misguided teachings (Yeah)
Smoking blunts was how I opted grieving
Need higher realms when all these lows vibrations start impeding
Nigga I been nice since coke & blondes was how you found the weekend (Yeah)
Young Sylvan hop on anything & move like Pistol Pete-ing (Yeah)
I am versatile not 1 dimensional that’s not my memo (Yeah)
I’ma hop on trap beats & still kill these type of instrumentals, yeah
Water diet pissing every 30 minutes
Rest In Peace to Earl Simmons
Legends never die they transcend & keep the world spinning
Cocaina cream c250 with the pearl timings (Skrrt)
Summer madness, Winter Sadness
I just need my girl in it (I just need my girl in it)
Bitches flocking niggas stalking jealousy’s
*sucks teeth*
It ain’t bout how good you is it’s bout divine timing
True belief & trust in what's around you
In this prime climate
King Sylvan, I address reciprocate as thy highness
Why try it, Air Force ones white than Don Imus
Juan G, breaking cigars & toasting on water fronts (Yeah)
GiGi’s with some dark skinned models hoping I call they bluff
Keep the family close it’s imperative not to talk as much (Yeah)
You know the feds tapping these rappers the shit ain’t holding up
I know the tuff & the frail & the ones who keep the mills but characters in question (Yeah)
There’s a spectrum on what's deemed as real
Wisdom from your general
Ravenclaw what my house is
See you when I see you
If I see you, motherfucka'