HellaBeats - France lyrics

Life always cycles like its tryna be a rival Of the men out in France riding bikes in the hills Really ain't into that third eye in my brain But one too many trips got me thinking bout the same Hippy? Yeah not quite Hard to stay in darkness when you're flooded out with light Turned the brightness down to see the marvel that's in front of me Centipede the progress but we've got nowhere to be Switch it on dash what the hype bring in Model twin Siamese, tag team her for the win Suspension ride low, guess it match the state of mine Might have what you want, don't know what you want to find Kick it, laid back old school Cam'ron, maybe Ja Rule East coast, turn to beast coast Still up on the top, when the lyrics aren't forgot Aural fixation fixed easily Treading on wants they needly Calling out my name they need me Reheating claims hope to placate Which way are we going is it up or down? Wall in the way, should we just go around Tell me it's here, but I don't see a clown Escher up in here, guess it all makes sense Life always cycles like its tryna be a rival of the men out in France riding bikes in the hills Really ain't into that third eye in my brain But one too many trips got me thinking bout the same Hippy? Yea not quite Hard to stay in darkness when you're flooded out with light Turned the brightness down to see the marvel that's in front of me Centipede the progress but we've got nowhere to be English is the eloquence to retell all the excellence Syllabic are my metaphors you're caught up in their prevalence What a f**ing joke man Treat it like the truth it's just a cope man I just like to spit it feel good man Blocking out hate like ray bands Got the old guard screaming amen And I'm still just on my bullsh**