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Assignment
8
Hip-Hop/Rap
Assignment was released on February 22, 2022 by Source as a part of the album salt
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Albumsalt
Release DateFebruary 22, 2022
LabelSource
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Blehar
Sam Blehar
Performer
Wingo Wingo
Wingo Wingo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Blehar
Sam Blehar
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Blehar
Sam Blehar
Producer

Lyrics

Finally ran out of places to go
People to call, baby I know
Somedays I sit back and wish that I knew
You
My time is precious I told to myself
Please don't you spend it on nobody else
What if my heart is a little too strong
Did I wait too long... days, short nights
I wanna see you take flight
And if you tell me you love me
I think I might die
I wonder
Oooo, that could be fun
Welcome to heaven, please coat check your guns
Take a seat. There are people to meet
My name is Jesus
His name is Pete
Pete who?
Who are you
I'm sam
What it do
Can you pass the fish
If only you knew
I don- I don't think I'm ready
Can we send this kid back
But he knows too much
Put him on Prozac
Well
I don't really know where to go
But I know what I know and I know how to flow
I was kinda hoping the boat was the road
So I seat I could take, let the waves bring me home
I was really thinking a lot
And a sin is a thought if the thoughts not right
And the time to repent really slips into night
Before the next day, there's a dim in your light
So, maybe my baby and I could bake an irregular pie
Maybe if I had a baby whose hand I could high five
We would survive
Maybe together the weather is different
And when I'm alone I'm aware of the difference
In loving myself and loving my interests
And loving persistence
So now that I'm smart, I should take all my smart
And then put it to art and I'll top all the charts
But now that I'm smart I should know that the art in the charts
Are from deals that were made in the dark
So fuck all the charts because charts are for scoring
And scoring is boring unless it is musical
I am amused by the cubicles
Life is so beautiful
How do you do it, bro
Hey
Get me outta this office, stop it
Honestly, I couldn't give a fuck about the profits
What's money if it's all in your pocket
Building your rockets, brother just stop it
It doesn't matter if it flies
In the eyes of the prophet, you're never gonna hide
So I'll see you in heaven, might take a couple tries
I'm on life number seven
Life number seven, that's crazy
I once heard a tale about a sweet little baby
He died, went to heaven, came back with a story
He said he saw Jesus in all of his glory
Devoted his life to a certain religion
And said to be saved we must follow his vision
But that makes me wonder bout Buddha and Allah
Mohammed, Theresa, and Simba and Nala and
If love is the lesson to hold in the heart
Then why does it matter who spark-ed the spark
If you praise who you praise and I praise who I
And we're both at the frequency highest of high
Then maybe the heaven will come to the earth
And Noah can chill and dismantle his work
We'll make a big fire by burning the boat
Tell stories, make music and free all the goats
The Christians and Atheists digging a garden
Growing us plants so our minds we can sharpen
The teachers can teach how to learn who you are
So the passions we passion align with our hearts
The greediest men and the greediest women
Can learn how to share with the neediest children
And everyone living can live in alignment
Follow your flow
That's the assignment
Written by: Sam Blehar
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