(Stef) Off in the deep, awesome often / no question, please back up off em / Back then we was on one / now we on two with like optional caution / Watching them watch, boss is a bit scared of the flock / lost in the mix, dare to get caught where you wouldn’t be dead / Better off, lead foot, yeah ready get set / Ain’t nothing better than kickin dust like you don’t give a sh** / ain’t nothin new about this, ain’t nothing truer than d**h / eggs and wakey bakey babies, crazy for sleeping through this / Slippin hallucinogens into they juice and they gin / making Beliebers out of em, split em like 7 and 10 / Gutter baller stutter strut, f** is up / Nutter bu*ter and a Snapple apple in a plastic cup / what the what (Sims) And I was all hunt / aimed it at the sun / banged it then I run / and it ain’t the same as I painted it / but damn if it ain’t fun / I was working on imperatives while they were crafting narratives / about who they are and what they do / I was on that show and prove / but that going for broke almost broke me in two / I laid it all on the line / no fault but the earth moved and I sunk in / and there it is somewhere along the way I buried it / I still don’t have that figured out / now I’m digging out / And I dig in, gun packed / trying to get that hunt back / I need a k**, need a k** / that’s how I was built / High wire no net / scars match, whole set / out for the k**, for the k** / for the thrill of it all
(Dessa) I was young, my blood electric / head on fire / kissed every messenger / better yet got to send some myself / spent whole nights banging the bells / I was kite / above the water / too light for fears of falling / Every night went on and on and on and on / Didn’t want to lace it all up tight / wanted to catch the falling knife / running on faith and fallen arches / calling all archers to let fly / The shock of your body awake / a temple a tomb and a safe / it runs til it doesn’t, they come and take it away