Gabe Nandez - Vault lyrics

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Gabe Nandez - Vault lyrics

(Gabe 'Nandez) We don't really wanna know sh** All the people on they own sh** Stay away why you so close? Everything turned grey like some old dope Are we really on the road or? Wishfully thinking of taking shortcuts Either way all the shores touch What the f** you mean when you say what you throw up? Yo i think i understand Think you really need a plan Looks to me like we're stranded Yo its tremendous I quickly remember soon as forgetting The beckoning denizen from the den again with the sentence it's Typically tricky to stick to cellars for dwelling When hell is swelling from under you f**ing with your perception It's sorta crazy how people think that they know you But never did cause their will wasn't in it it goes to show you that Want is the seed of all knowledge that breed the gift that is understanding of ignorance riddled in little bliss, this Live we living living itself Metaphysically dripping its image out of the well That osmosis of God notions in strong doses Spawn far oceans of prognosis in Cosmoses How you gonna have your way if Anyway it's all the same sh** I ain't confused if I talk back Been opening everything since the vault cracked Do you think you know yourself or? Know nothing no one at all no All alone all together now (Ibekelia) BOG lone bug to debug Push good earplugs byer chumpsall em shrug thugs snug as slugs in a rug Some sung buff scruff if roughed muff off in a huff tough better wrong than hung On the other hand theyclung to cushion your drums from all floating Thallium Plutot sal im young 
Pluto salle langue 
Tarzan in hand umbilical chord swung 
Hissing caged behind his teeth a forked tongue Sprung post bunk influences monster maltster bunch Dug smug against the grain he punched with a pinch of salt munching on Malthusian hunches at brunch Over population crimson Balkan contentions for lunch Apparent these Merovingians can't Sprint with the rodent hunt with the dachshund Don chant type two grunts Navy plate potluck supper hun 
Claim immaculate conception leaning toward a gestational c*nt
Intense silviculture sharp mind got blunt 
First born Marie taught him never to put up a front Depuis le temps des chicouanges vise toujours les mangues Convalescent garde le lit la - lis las - veux sauver de l'oublie son petit frere Kelia Visage exsangue deux semaines de caquesangue T'agites pas la caque sent toujours le hareng
La caque sent toujours le harang
Young Gro As is Above is Below