積分

演出藝人
Last Rhetoric
Last Rhetoric
演出者
Bro Safari
Bro Safari
演出者
Armanni Reign
Armanni Reign
演出者
詞曲
David Robert Bruce
David Robert Bruce
詞曲創作
Nicholas R Weiller
Nicholas R Weiller
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Nicholas R Weiller
Nicholas R Weiller
製作人

歌詞

Oh no
You dont know youve woken up an old soul
Who done showed folks he could provoke or poke fun
a no joker
poker playa
Before the word woke went up layers
I spoke prayers naysayers still quoted
Goated was mindset not unless
You could emote from memory
Timeless
Jersey born Chester raised Jersey raised high again
Before that half-life where I exist
Places I miss but didnt glow to them
Abused and cold
Found gangstas to prove he wasnt that
Still if this the life chose,
and we succumb to facts shit
Run it back its , by commitee
Its always been team
My dreams mean something to buried hatchets
Audio logs make great fire
Yall still tryna figure outliers
Outcries from the unbroken
Soak in riddles ripple effects
Unspoken dividends
Different then those spoons we didnt bend
I suppose my flows froze oceans
Let me be frank
Saw noses Hillary Swank
Hell I could have been Moses
But who would they thank
Bank on society debts
Justify walk off they planks
Funky bout high as I rank inside this this fish tank
I off of this prank
Lemme simplify Im a simple guy with potential to set this while thing on fye
Try to empathize with the mental that could ride instrumentals other pencils wouldn’t
Intent wont lie when I stencil what Im meant for that is
nine tenths of the vibe
Animals what they call they us
They dont care about the tour bus
Said to turn a cheek I couldn’t
That is what they dont get its
Kinda crucial to move as unit
Plans in the light by the moonlit sky
Couple goons like I Tryna hold in cries
I amuse no lies Everything’s all right
Got the scene on nine lemme lean on mine
Everything fades that includes bad days
Then we pass it around like a meme online
Oh no
Legends dyin in all the streets
On they phone tho watching while high upon they seats
Little something in the cup so ya comfortable when they speak
Everybody suffers something your silence is not unique
Everything blows in the wind
Pockets that open within
Leveraging focus to win
Dodgin the bullets from them
Hard to teach youngest of sins
Easy to cope when its ends
Part of the humble you lends
I leave em with hope
I represent omnipotent I never meant non elegant time that I spent
Trying to vent mindful events tied to a stint i didnt lend to the sky that I sent
Prayers
Dying in a sense I can prevent writing a tense memoir high on fence while Im climbing the dense time that I sense might mean bye if I can’t stand by my layers
Why my innocence might bet against light that bent mightily since I didnt clench
Lies they invent tryna contend ties that I mend
seen with my third eye then again
These Titles offend I never been hype on the principles you need prizes to win
I can begin to widen the gap wild when I lap running to the finish line when I sprint
Oh no
Legends dyin in all the streets
On they phone tho watching while high upon they seats
Little something in the cup so ya comfortable when they speak
Everybody suffers something your silence is not unique
Everything blows in the wind
Pockets that open within
Leveraging focus to win
Dodgin the bullets from them
Hard to teach youngest of sins
Easy to cope when its ends
Part of the humble you lends
I give em hope
Written by: David Robert Bruce, Nicholas R Weiller
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