Warmth by Th3DarkHorse Lyrics
[Verse 1: Th3DarkHorse]
I’m the pinnacle of honesty, trust me even though I’m fickle, a subtle miracle
Ha-ha, I can’t foresee, but I have four eyes on me, test the G in me, homie
Four chicks that is, for them work I miss, but I settle if I nick a romantic kiss
Bliss enough to dismiss any other miss, if shes on my dick then I’ll have to make up a diss
Yo Chris, I’d rhyme someone’s name with this, this line is definitely something I’ll reminisce
By the way, may I address how I open my heart, nobody cares coz anyways it’s just art
Bro I try and be smart, but no one takes it seriously anymore, it’s just for cash or for show
[Spoken: Th3DarkHorse]
Fuck it though. Keep it going
[Bridge: Th3DarkHorse]
I miss talking to my old bitches, but I don’t wanna pull open the old stitches
They buried my shirts in deep ditches, underwent profile picture switches
[Verse 2: Th3DarkHorse]
Nah, bitch I bitch about my family, my future, my past. Problems that will definitely last
Dominating in my class, acing maths, talking in slang and giving away my mustang
I feel better than ever, my fever is taking forever, I don’t think we can be together
'Cause I’m infectious. I’m infectious. My music is infectious. My music is infectious
[Instrumental: Taylor King]
[Verse 3: Th3DarkHorse]
I spit from my subconscious state, it brings out the things I hate, but I’m never rated as late
My fate might be in music, maybe I should choose it, but I don’t know, I might need to lose it
I’ve been flexing on every sentence, but trust me I’m certainly not full of any vengeance
Homies looking out for lyrical clues, but I’m just trying to choose and spit some cool views
New news, will my lyrical abuse cause me to lose my views? There are millions of hues
Dark Horse spits only in two. Well at least I spit something true. That’s a new perspective for you
[Bridge: Th3DarkHorse]
I miss talking to my old friends, but I don’t wanna see them setting trends
They buried our photos in deep ditches, underwent team member switches
[Verse 4: Th3DarkHorse]
I’m sorry for the times I worried that I couldn’t carry the weight of being actually necessary
Maybe sometimes I needed rhymes for my lines that could help me with all my previous fines
Imposed on my me, chosen to be, detrimentally but faithfully, preventing me from being free
… I donno man, seems wrong
I feel better than ever, my fever is taking forever, I don’t think we can be together
'Cause I’m infectious. I’m infectious. My music is infectious. My music is infectious
[Spoken: Th3DarkHorse]
I donno. It just feels wrong. I donno dawg, the lines seem wrong. It just seems wrong. Fo' real
[Fade out]
I’m the pinnacle of honesty, trust me even though I’m fickle, a subtle miracle
Ha-ha, I can’t foresee, but I have four eyes on me, test the G in me, homie
Four chicks that is, for them work I miss, but I settle if I nick a romantic kiss
Bliss enough to dismiss any other miss, if shes on my dick then I’ll have to make up a diss
Yo Chris, I’d rhyme someone’s name with this, this line is definitely something I’ll reminisce
By the way, may I address how I open my heart, nobody cares coz anyways it’s just art
Bro I try and be smart, but no one takes it seriously anymore, it’s just for cash or for show
[Spoken: Th3DarkHorse]
Fuck it though. Keep it going
[Bridge: Th3DarkHorse]
I miss talking to my old bitches, but I don’t wanna pull open the old stitches
They buried my shirts in deep ditches, underwent profile picture switches
[Verse 2: Th3DarkHorse]
Nah, bitch I bitch about my family, my future, my past. Problems that will definitely last
Dominating in my class, acing maths, talking in slang and giving away my mustang
I feel better than ever, my fever is taking forever, I don’t think we can be together
'Cause I’m infectious. I’m infectious. My music is infectious. My music is infectious
[Instrumental: Taylor King]
[Verse 3: Th3DarkHorse]
I spit from my subconscious state, it brings out the things I hate, but I’m never rated as late
My fate might be in music, maybe I should choose it, but I don’t know, I might need to lose it
I’ve been flexing on every sentence, but trust me I’m certainly not full of any vengeance
Homies looking out for lyrical clues, but I’m just trying to choose and spit some cool views
New news, will my lyrical abuse cause me to lose my views? There are millions of hues
Dark Horse spits only in two. Well at least I spit something true. That’s a new perspective for you
[Bridge: Th3DarkHorse]
I miss talking to my old friends, but I don’t wanna see them setting trends
They buried our photos in deep ditches, underwent team member switches
[Verse 4: Th3DarkHorse]
I’m sorry for the times I worried that I couldn’t carry the weight of being actually necessary
Maybe sometimes I needed rhymes for my lines that could help me with all my previous fines
Imposed on my me, chosen to be, detrimentally but faithfully, preventing me from being free
… I donno man, seems wrong
I feel better than ever, my fever is taking forever, I don’t think we can be together
'Cause I’m infectious. I’m infectious. My music is infectious. My music is infectious
[Spoken: Th3DarkHorse]
I donno. It just feels wrong. I donno dawg, the lines seem wrong. It just seems wrong. Fo' real
[Fade out]