Cyne - Drops lyrics

*talking intro* [Verse 1 – Cise Star] Feelin' the rush, my heart palpitate to the beat While I step to the stage in a daze, ready, release Settin' loose the soul, hands gripped tight on the microphone Whether it's right or wrong, or ready to get it on, gone Into the innermost chamber of love The music's a drug, it's keepin' my heart from gettin' numb Livin', walkin', and talkin'. Singin, hopin' that Lord will it Children under the sun, dance ‘til the sky spinnin' Listen or know—never. Tougher than good leather We gonna rock it steady, the sound is so clever Together, tight-knit to the sweater While I end, you begin—let's live forever But I chronicle my d**h for toll Writin' myself down ‘til I reach my goal ‘Cause only heaven knows when I'm gonna stop Maybe it's just when my body drops My body drops [Verse 2 – Akin] From the black stage, you lurkin' on To these songs I'm working on A ying-yang theory, came like light was shone upon Exhibiting a have-not We all hustling to get cash, I'm hopin' this mic strike a jackpot Of wisdom to the globe, piercing earlobes With j**els real heavy, yet steady when you rock it Love for my b-girl, I'm comin' out the pocket Captivated by life, created on paper I bomb with the off-on that's sworn to escape the Narrow gates of hate that conquer man's nature Man in the mirror still shy ‘til I face ya Head high, hold ground, and speech is my major Supreme rock graduate, got pens to stab you with Poetic sketches of pain that rain, thoughts immaculate I chronicle my life for toll I grasp my path, this pen I scroll See, only God knows what the future hold But still, I take cover ‘cause this world is cold This world is cold I chronicle my life for toll I grasp my path, this pen I scroll See only God knows what the future hold Man I take cover but this world is cold Yo, this world is cold [Verse 3 – Akin and Cise Star] [Cise Star] In between the lines, I write my heart swiftly [Akin] So turn another page, I rage until I'm empty [Cise Star] I'm simply the best, caress words so gently [Akin] It's paragraphs I laugh, last lines I'm endin' [Cise Star] Beginning of the end, I touch streets with meanin' [Akin] Awake but in a daze, so maybe I'm still dreamin' [Cise Star] Bein'