Luke O'Conner - 13. Toast to The Growth lyrics

[Intro] You are fully capable of deciding your own destiny The question you face is Which path will you choose? This is something only you can decide [Verse 1: Luke O'Conner] I don't see color I only see truth You can't convince me, no use Listen really closely that's proof Tell it to ya slowly, you fool From the sky to the ocean, my rules So divine when they gloating, I too Got mine without hoping, too true Grit grind and a potion, voodoo Ooh man I want. I take it then I run it See an opening I gun it Never one an done it. May be hard to stomach Keep it coming keep it coming Funny, I punish those who speak in rubbish Cause I'm from it Dirty life, yeah I love it Left right to the summit to the summit Where I summon Paul Bunyan outta nothing Cripple crushing space rocks into dust Ttouch this this hand better draw a straight flush It's a toast to the growth So incredible You can see it too Eyes up close, no use Try to uphold, these shoes Where I wanna go, I choose Too true infuse new news And an old school plant that's supposed to Amp and mold you But I can't control you Cause I can't control me Where I stand I'm toasting, To the plan they growing Forward more steam Man evoking Industry Land controlling began as no dream But a damaged old seed So put em' up in the air Take a note I stole the glare Light em' up for the flare and the Fires that burn and tear In the eyes of the fair player Tear tears from the walls then paint there Grab fear from the halls with none spared Let em stand up tall it's begun here Here, here, It's been coming for Years Here here three cheers it's a toast say prayers and an oath From the coast to the coast We the last outpost put the floats on your boat Its a toast Before it goes up in smoke [Hook: Luke O'Conner] It's a toast to the growth X3 From the coast to the coast It's a toast to the growth X3 From the coast to the coast [Verse 2: Luke O'Conner] To the man mad matter spick and span to the battle To the herders of the cattle the swimmers in the shallow Shadows of the hallowed greed filled swallowed by disease filled Rattling the plead for money money need for honey milk blood To the followers the duds that have wallowed in the crud The same place stood by the son with a shamed face but he couldn't run k**ing just to save grace that is how it's done To the rag tag sand bags sticking in the boondocks where all the buffoons flock howling at the moon Not hearing any tune but the old main whispering his doom and the toll train whistling the flute To the road rage ignorance of cold flame bang bang Necessary blown brains To the Stone Age primitive that is still alive and imprisoned in Driven by his greed for the limited machine [Hook: Luke O'Conner] It's a toast to the growth From the coast to the coast It's a toast to the growth So incredible It's a toast to the growth [Verse 3: Luke O'Conner] What a ride wow, from the cemetery in the clouds Limited eliminating hours while sound bounce growing I'm the found out secret the world that's speechless Speaking out from the deep end released impeachment Picketing the streets where the fat feast and meat seeps Greed and defeat eats not freed liberty and disease meets me From sea to shining see Living and surely breathing Eating releasing and seeding the seedling What am I gonna be pleasing How am I gonna be speeding growing the feeling the feeling Put it up in the sky I'm the growth I cannot die Put it up in the sky It's a toast and I don't know why