Heath McNease - Space Cowboy lyrics

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Heath McNease - Space Cowboy lyrics

[Intro] Baby, do you want me or somebody like me? Cause finding someone like me might be highly unlikely [Verse 1] Heartbreak kid, Clark Kent lives, Parkay spit when the heart rate lifts Like bu*ter, nice to your mother, diamond cutter flow No st-st-stutter Treble and ba** reveling head case, rebel Dig it like a shovel when I'm on another level At the door with a bu*ter knife, gutter type Rap never subtle like strapped to the shuttle World-beater with the heat for the three-to-four Defeated sorta people at the feeding court Furious in believing it proves that perception is best to be ignored With an ego to fill this room, and a heart that could fill it too Living a Vanilla Sky lucid dream thinking you could ever fill these shoes [Hook] They call me the space cowboy The new gangster of love Two black eyes and a broken nose Laugh while I spit this blood Oh, heaven help me Save me from myself Please, heaven help me If you don't help no one else [Verse 2] Think it's pathetic most of ya'll don't even see me I love Jesus, but living like Him ain't easy And I'll admit I've been the first to pretend Mr. Pious with high and mighty, righteous dirt on my hands I got some struggles and I'd like to be honest But ya'll don't even wanna see the darkest part of an artist So thump your Bible while I spill guts and bile And love this generation of fighters you revile [Hook] They call me the space cowboy The new gangster of love Two black eyes and a broken nose Laugh while I spit this blood Oh, heaven help me Save me from myself Please, heaven help me If you don't help no one else [Hook] They call me the space cowboy The new gangster of love Two black eyes and a broken nose Laugh while I spit this blood Oh, heaven help me Save me from myself Please, heaven help me If you don't help no one else