I know in the seconds Leading to your slumber That you reflect on what you give the world And it’s all that you can muster; bummer ITS NOT YOU ITS ME (CLASSIX BEATS) YOURDAFTHERO Lyrics: I know the perfect storm’s coming Rain sets the tone along the thunder beats drumming No extra shit, smeared fingerprints on the pen Filter through the chatter and you locate all the dividends
Divvy up the pie, we know the facts are tried and true All your heads lay with red, all your lovers sigh with blue It’s sad cause I know you’re blind Too late to witness when all your petals wilt and die
Aye, aye, aye you know that we dem guys And I’m the boy who just awoke to pluck the crust from out your my eyes You should really take a second, you should really go and find All that makes you feel alive while you exist in this prime
Call it what you will, I don’t dabble in your corner Cut from clothes that saw the creases go to cease disorder It’s impossible in pockets to know the fuel that forms us So trust me ain’t warning, I haven’t even warmed up
You can buy your to way fame but you can’t buy your to heaven, aye (4x) I’m that free minded middle man, mason with the right hand And in my left the pen striking ditches into foreign land Couples lads lit and littering around your casket 40’s fall in the well where we bury hatchets Speak of false heirs and can’t hack its Scribble in the marble Im solidified in tablets Dripping with the talent, an addict with the reactant Highs on echleons that are mixed in paint palettes
I’m cold hearted and contagious And building up my patience, I know you can’t take this Piling through the pages, weighing up the wages I won’t even front, this is getting back to basics Feeding foes in the famine Every move is authored, consider it cannon YDH here to set the mother fucking pace with Pulling off the mask from the God of many faces
My plate is stacked up to the fucking brim I don’t need no savior ‘cept myself and thats word to Him Swerving on the curb hurling sinners single stomps Taught to taunt in waves till the opposition seeks to stop
All premeditated, a slaughter is surely slated Keep my wits about me so I never get high or sedated Faded into that corner, sun beams reaching out for me Pray God’s watching while the Devil feeds these words to me Twitter // Soundcloud
