Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Mathiasen
Michael Mathiasen
Songwriter
Santiago Elizondo
Santiago Elizondo
Songwriter
Chuck Miller
Chuck Miller
Songwriter

Letras

I had a dream I woke up wit ten rings
Ten minks and I didn't spend a thing
Let it sing… San Quinten to Sing Sing
Every prison in between, get em clean
I had a dream I fell in love wit a crack fiend
Now Whatchu think that mean? I had to c
My G… None of y'all noble, you foldin
It's virtue I'm holdin, protective role I'm in
They comatose quick, on that cold shit
I'm wit precision, always committed to pushin the limits, there's no restrictions
Fuck whatever you forbidden, let's get it
In the spaceship, you can't hate this
I'm on some outer placement
Look at the crowd's faces
They doubt I'd make it
Blood stain the Benz kit, I bend shit
The sky ain't the limit
I don't work for nasa but my mind is on Saturn, now I'm seein patterns
I'm a walking hazard, let's blast it
Fully automatic, now it's lookin tragic
You can't hack it, I'm tapped in
Rockin the GCDS, roll the GDP next
Now you see my intellect
Been a threat, been a vet, since 19
You wasn't livin yet, tryin to express the stress, it's in excess and a mess
No conformin me, I ain't wit the conformity
The lores mystique but I was lured into a leap, forty four at the sheep
Kick in the door that's weak
We plant the seeds next to the family tree
Stick up where the xannis be
All the cash hand it to me
Before I blam you for the free
Can you understand what I see
Thru a telescope, I'm propellin hoe
I don't work for nasa but my mind is on Saturn, now I'm seein patterns
I'm a walking hazard, let's blast it
Can you endure this, motives the purest
But I murk it, it's turbulent
Burst a clip, shoot the M4 out of the Urus
Wit a grenade launcher, try to play smarter, spray the target
Then they lay in darkness, wit all they prayed harbored, how do you call it
From a jail phone, we'd call hell home
Spell the poem, one up if you felt alone
I tell em what they know
I don't work for nasa but my mind is on Saturn, now I'm seein patterns
I'm a walking hazard, let's blast it
Written by: Chuck Miller, Michael Mathiasen, Santiago Elizondo
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