Eli Prince - 93 lyrics

[Intro: Eli Prince] This is where I March on the cobblestones Pa**ings are troublesome Feel the dreams Crash on rocks made of hope [Verse One: Eli Prince] 17 can I return to a no body Far from a old hobby Stowed in the loft and watch you cough as you hear it properly Sway your dome softly As the subtle crypts leave lips and paint an old Hockney And man you can't stop me Only gs up in my section My n***a we about to blow like pubescent erections To count my blessings immah need a hand with that Chuck he got the camera strapped shots fired moment trapped But now my grades slacking And I be steady trippin' cos my papes' are kinah lackin' And being force fed information kinah boring So I be day dreamin' thinkin bout us n***as touring And it seems, by Chasing the dream, I Have changed up my A grades to C grades I D[e]grade the childs games Until they call my name And let the curtains swing til' I'm near sane (ohh ayyy) Dreams are marked as crime I looked in the mirror today And seen, some, sense (ohh ahh) Not so many see the way I see I guess So, I Just Keep these thoughts on my chest [Verse Two: Eli Prince] 18 and I awake from a wet dream That's far from the sights seen With no Demi nudesor deli foodsjust a lost teen Tumblingdown the burrowas I furrow far beyond screens No grazing of my weak knees The soft rain which seems to be rose petals So mellowthe bright yellowishbike pedal Who speaks to me in limericks some gibberish Seems to bring peace to me Sway pretty peacefully And then I wake back up Swiftly taken from my havenfore I miss mine bus To a place that's full of sapiens that chase thine bucks And they demonize us aliens cos we don't look At The things that they do We mimic the moves in the hope to allude With the views that they hold are so far from the truths They start to see through when you sway from the ruse [Hook x1: Eli Prince] Keep these thoughts on my chest [Outro: Eli Prince]