Nicholas Ryan Gant - Van Gelder lyrics

[Hook] Akie Bermiss, Arthur Lewis and Nicholas Ryan Grant I stayed awake 'til my mission became A mosaic of blood on my wall Then i reawakened amazed that it faded Faded to nothing at all It said We're gonna run through the streets with torches Of burning tabloid magazines Then maybe one day we'll rebuild the real From shreds of exploited fantasies [Verse 1] Soul Khan Free bird, never meddle with the poultry Shine too bright, better get a pair of Oakley's Got heart like a sentimental oak tree Son sold horse til they sent him to the Pokey Some count sheep just to get a little mo' sleep I only do it for the benefit of bo peep My k**a tape's worth more than your real estate I k** a snake with the venom in its own teeth Smooth like the new lou rawls But they wanna see ratchets and them Youtube brawls If you feel what I feel like a voodoo doll Then tiny dancer, let me take your tutu off One touch from the wushu claw Would probably turn these dumb f**s into moo shu sauce It's a wonderful life until you're under the ice I'm just here to find the medicine for zuzu's cough [Hook] Akie Bermiss, Arthur Lewis and Nicholas Ryan Grant I stayed awake 'til my mission became A mosaic of blood on my wall Then i reawakened amazed that it faded Faded to nothing at all It said We're gonna run through the streets with torches Of burning tabloid magazines Then maybe one day we'll rebuild the real From shreds of exploited fantasies [Verse 2] Soul Khan Oh no no don't blame me I'm just a mild mannered bystander hummin like do remi You sellin showcase dreams I'm helpin old ladies So if Jimmy needs a kidney i'mma donate three But i only got two of them So that means you and them Probably gon' be losing them Switch up my pseudonym Son of jerusalem's diaspora Tap thoughts back to louisville with that bat of aluminum Tiptoe on the top of a thin rope Between what is en vogue and sh** for my kinfolk Never had trouble getting honeys to disrobe The flag on my pistol says y'all getting rickrolled Can y'all put the coke down? The spirit's in the stones, i'm the talk of the ghost town We are hope seekers Walking through a river of blood with no sneakers And we're lost in the foreground You're looking right at us Acting like a maybach pa**ing by an old dodge stratus Hey, yo, we're live from the nation of the baddest The angelina and the braddest And we smile through the sadness [Hook] Akie Bermiss, Arthur Lewis and Nicholas Ryan Grant I stayed awake 'til my mission became A mosaic of blood on my wall Then i reawakened amazed that it faded Faded to nothing at all It said We're gonna run through the streets with torches Of burning tabloid magazines Then maybe one day we'll rebuild the real From shreds of exploited fantasies [Outro] Akie Bermiss, Arthur Lewis and Nicholas Ryan Grant