[Intro]
Iight man run it
Oh wait it's running
f**
Sometimes your nose
Knows more than you know
It's all about the energies
[Verse 1: Nams Homeless]
Slowly roses rises from the waters
Bare the cherries of the daughters
Swerving in and out of martyrs
Defying the holy father
I was taught to seek the
Fruits of the gods
I bare my
Neighbors no harm
I pick the
Fruits of my labor from the tree that bares truth
Give it out to the youth
I hope you find you
I hope we all find each other
Im on the search for the luckiest charms
In spirit form
That only
Speaks what the holy seeks
I fly from the calm
Located up in the storm
And yet i reach far beyond
What they seek of me
Let me hold my peace
Or let me speak
Upon my better half
Im the better half
Of the aftermath
When the titans clashed
I crashed and left my soul
In a plastic bag
So next time when you ask my a**
Where my a** be at
Ill probably be right here
Walking and talking with the trees
Forever me the only me
If you could see
Or be
Or blahbady blah blah blah blee blee
f**!
[Interlude]
Man that f**ing verse
f**ing verse s**ed
f**ing verse was weak
You f**ing s**
n***a
[Verse 2 Nams Homeless]
Simple written with the fist of a titan
Yo grip the pen like its lightning
Know nothing... better
Could keep up with the pressure
Know holy forces approach
Best be prepared for the weather
Heard you addicted to them sunflower wishes
Them blue sky kisses
The feeling that world might've missed "cha"
Just know there's a difference
And know that these scriptures is written
Up in that ninth hour
Coated in that coconut flour
And whipped up in that same pot that i piss in
Yo get a whiff of all that
sh** that you missing
Know that sh** that you feigning for
Can't be seen up in color form
Clam the storm if you scared
Or bare arms to be clear
I push my peace
I point my finger and pull it
Leave my middle finger up in the air
Like f** yo
Fair and yo chair of speech
These n***as don't put fear in me
Ugh
Hit the spliff
Sip the kerosene
Yeah you know what i mean
Yeah you know what i f**ing mean
sh** ain't always what it seems
What it seems
[Outro]
When we smoking marijuana
On the corner keep it posted
I
Cope as i learn to float
Coasting off these waters
I
Roll another one and watch the spirits
As they multiply
Happy to find that these mountains
Aren't that hard to climb