Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jonathan James Getzschman
Jonathan James Getzschman
Drum Machine
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan James Getzschman
Jonathan James Getzschman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan James Getzschman
Jonathan James Getzschman
Executive Producer

Tekst Utworu

This is just what we need
Image is what we see
Rendering visions of
Bliss is the stuff we bleed
Uh oh oh, swimming up the blood stream
Loco mo, building up some steam
Whoa bro, picking up some speed
Yolo, go live up to the dream
Peter Parker picked a pack of
Super villains to attack
Each one like, why you starting that? While
He was like, where the party at?
Evil doers changed the game, if we
Stay the same, they'll make us lame, so
What's he saying? Take your aim at
Targets and start blowing brains
Make good choices, trust your
Inner voice thru all the noises
Righteous messiahs or devilish liars or
Cry baby criers or sulky pariahs
Be your bestest, William
Shakespeare writing to the Tempest
Storming from mourning to warning to end it
Or, fill your vessel up like Tetris
Let them see your excellence, so
Sick, don't fix this pestilence, go
Figure that your figures will
Expand when you expend the rich
Be the fun, go be the one, don't
Fear the outcome, be it now son
Time is now, go get the how to
King yourself and check the crown bruh
Which one, his or hers?
I guess it depends upon who wins the bigger purse
Last month it was she/her, this month it was me sir
But the last thing you'll see us rocking in these streets here will be fur
Furry or otherwise, we ain't got time for those other guys, won't
Lift skirts to discover lies, or search for dirt on undercover spies
Only dos equies or xy's, otherwise don't text me
Next time you propagate some opera gate, bro, forget me
She forgets me not, we both got jet skis for Glynnis, the G spot
No dogs allowed, please stop, DMT's the only time I see spots
If I re-rock it's a sample, chopped and screwed up like canned apples
Since I pass on wine, I got ample time to see to it and build with this gal of mine
My queen, I'm King it's my cream, she's money my
Green, she rocks me Amadeus, I don't come on, I
Lean, she is my dream team, been since the eigh-
Ties, yeah I trip on those lips, rose hips
Lady, all yes, no maybe, head on the
Daily, that's what she gave me and still gives it
Freely, she is the meaning of love and sees
Me, regardless of the g's, so it's a we
Thing baby, this what we bring
Baby, A team, Mr. T
Baby ain't no way we, coulda
Made these moves without the other one, another one
Talk it up, chalk it up to Chop Louie who
Chopped it up, like St. Lou chop souey hawked it up
Talk it bruh, walk it bruh, if you ain't got it, you
Not a bruh, and if you ain't caught it, you don't want it bruh
Something occurred to your cur, in a blur it's like a
Wiz Kalifa blizzard appeared, up in here, I was
Mesmerized by all the money that we lured, when the
Plan worked, 'member you weren't that sure? If it
Wasn't for her, I don't know how I woulda faired
Would I have cared, or would I vanish into thin air? I
Wouldn't be here, at least in the literal sense of the word
Team work makes dreams work, ya heard? If it
Wasn't for her, I'd still be living on the edge
In between girlfriends, ends and getting bent, I
Never felt shit, 'til I had shit to give, and now
All I want to do is live in it with this chic, oh shit
Written by: Jonathan James Getzschman
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