ShunRise by TokyoPro Lyrics
[Intro: Female Japanese Voice)
Tokyo Pu-Ro!
[Verse 1: Prota]
I put the pro in professional, I don't threaten
I'll let you have it for days, H+D on the way
Lot of shit on the docket like jallof rice on the plate
But if I'm chasing that spinach I got to double the steaks
Running 'round wit a mop like I'm working for Mr. Clean
In reverse, perfectly working this cursive into some cream
Or so it seems...I just wanna be
More than a bore, 'cause I don't know what fucking normal means
Smoking all this herbal like I live in a tribe
And I don't know where livings worse is it the world or the mind
I took a walk around the course, just me my board and my grind
Don't really skate, more Sal Masakela wit mine
I keep that 35mm banger in mind, you might catch me wit a 'Preme camp, it ain't on my mind
I've been polishing hiragana on the steps of the plaza
So I could turn left, and flip 'em the finger from fuji yama
That's a fuck you from Fuji Yama...
I said fuck you from Fuji Yama...
That's a fuck you from Mount Fuji...Yeah
[Verse 2: Prota]
They call me an over-sharer...
Thousand yard over-starer
Pare down life to the basic element
Occasionally lay in all out on a table and hope u get it
Forget it. You say you're concerned about me...being concerned about we
Cause the kids ain't honky
Dory, swimming in a sea during shark week...implore me
To stop this madness, and join in a life of sadness
Blame my parents for letting me drown
Cause they couldn't afford a boat. Say keep hope...
Alive when death can survive in the world now
From the block to a World star
Suspicious of all these girls now
Smarten up Mom
Bye
Tokyo Pu-Ro!
[Verse 1: Prota]
I put the pro in professional, I don't threaten
I'll let you have it for days, H+D on the way
Lot of shit on the docket like jallof rice on the plate
But if I'm chasing that spinach I got to double the steaks
Running 'round wit a mop like I'm working for Mr. Clean
In reverse, perfectly working this cursive into some cream
Or so it seems...I just wanna be
More than a bore, 'cause I don't know what fucking normal means
Smoking all this herbal like I live in a tribe
And I don't know where livings worse is it the world or the mind
I took a walk around the course, just me my board and my grind
Don't really skate, more Sal Masakela wit mine
I keep that 35mm banger in mind, you might catch me wit a 'Preme camp, it ain't on my mind
I've been polishing hiragana on the steps of the plaza
So I could turn left, and flip 'em the finger from fuji yama
That's a fuck you from Fuji Yama...
I said fuck you from Fuji Yama...
That's a fuck you from Mount Fuji...Yeah
[Verse 2: Prota]
They call me an over-sharer...
Thousand yard over-starer
Pare down life to the basic element
Occasionally lay in all out on a table and hope u get it
Forget it. You say you're concerned about me...being concerned about we
Cause the kids ain't honky
Dory, swimming in a sea during shark week...implore me
To stop this madness, and join in a life of sadness
Blame my parents for letting me drown
Cause they couldn't afford a boat. Say keep hope...
Alive when death can survive in the world now
From the block to a World star
Suspicious of all these girls now
Smarten up Mom
Bye