Sippin' on that liquor
Faded like my picture
Faded like my picture
Faded like my picture
Sippin' on that liquor
Faded like my picture
You know I'm in my zone
Faded in the mixture
[Verse 1]
Self-fulfilling not full of myself
I'll show 'em my hell
And when I go I'll pull it myself
December snow all cold that I felt
No coal that I felt could be a diamond
I squeezed and mined it - Inshallah
Gave it a shot, it stayed on my palms
Napalms don't seem to mind it - stigmata
Everything I touch - King Midas
Gold ain't really worth that much it's a crutch be honest
They're colorblind, I see violets
Backwards Bergman's Persona
Everybody humming all the hymns
Homonyms flooding with the fish
Going with the flow, running with the rest
That lowly-lowly-low still drumming on my ribs
Oh no, save me from my life
Take me on a flight
Isn't it interesting, isn't it great?
We disintegrate integrate drift into space
Like cosmic dust I was born a star
A storm that started a wanderlust
My omnibus is a work in progress
’Til posthumous no god I trust
[Hook]
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
[Verse 2]
Fireball shots fire thy blunderbuss
Wounds hide inside wondrous
Knife juggler, sliced jugular
They utter, but I'm subtler
Cognitive summoner
Cognizant front runner
Running up’s not an option I'm opting to run amuck
Not one of Arsenic's stomachers
Let's put the cult in culture
I put the volt to vultures
Electric birds fly over oceans
Open sojourn soaked in sulfur
Those broken bones burn the same
Don't you know we’re to blame
We sold our souls over chosen flames went to search the plains
And maintained hope floats, it won't turn to rain
(So turn up) Nah motherfucker get down
Don't get involved head down
Holes that we all head down, take another shot get rounds
Then chase another shot get rounds
Round here people tattoo to count years
Crocodile tears drown fears
Dirtiest mirrors perfect appearance
Murder each other turn 'em to spirits yea
[Hook]
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
They want us all to get fucked up
Free spirits
Free spirits
Free spirits
[Intro] Sippin' on that liquor Faded like my picture Faded like my picture Faded like my picture Sippin' on that liquor Faded like my picture You know I'm in my zone Faded in the mixture [Verse 1] Self-fulfilling not full of myself I'll show 'em my hell And when I go I'll pull it myself December snow all cold that I felt No coal that I felt could be a diamond I squeezed and mined it - Inshallah Gave it a shot, it stayed on my palms Napalms don't seem to mind it - stigmata Everything I touch - King Midas Gold ain't really worth that much it's a crutch be honest They're colorblind, I see violets Backwards Bergman's Persona Everybody humming all the hymns Homonyms flooding with the fish Going with the flow, running with the rest That lowly-lowly-low still drumming on my ribs Oh no, save me from my life Take me on a flight Isn't it interesting, isn't it great? We disintegrate integrate drift into space Like cosmic dust I was born a star A storm that started a wanderlust My omnibus is a work in progress ’Til posthumous no god I trust [Hook] They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits [Verse 2] Fireball shots fire thy blunderbuss Wounds hide inside wondrous Knife juggler, sliced jugular They utter, but I'm subtler Cognitive summoner Cognizant front runner Running up’s not an option I'm opting to run amuck Not one of Arsenic's stomachers Let's put the cult in culture I put the volt to vultures Electric birds fly over oceans Open sojourn soaked in sulfur Those broken bones burn the same Don't you know we’re to blame We sold our souls over chosen flames went to search the plains And maintained hope floats, it won't turn to rain (So turn up) Nah motherfucker get down Don't get involved head down Holes that we all head down, take another shot get rounds Then chase another shot get rounds Round here people tattoo to count years Crocodile tears drown fears Dirtiest mirrors perfect appearance Murder each other turn 'em to spirits yea [Hook] They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits They want us all to get fucked up Free spirits Free spirits Free spirits Explain Request ×
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