Stounson - Bring Me To The Light lyrics

[Intro: Master Stian] Bring more energy, yeah? A little bit more energy? [Verse 1: Stounson] (What Can't I k**?) Pocket full of stones, no, pocket full of souls Not prone to prosperity, rot cold alone Rock coldest flow like glaciers in East Africa Still hot, shoot the k** shot, won't cease to laugh at ya Seek to me, I'll slash you up Sad your a** wasn't fast enough The Master gas the magic puff, I pack the trunk Never vote for Trump, overcome with anger at you dipsh**s Motherf**ers never heard an interlude hard as this sh** f** is you talking about? Running your mouth Telling me how I was the one, one millionth chance that worked out I got a feeling something ain't right Never capturing my life without a fight Pray the Lord send an angel for a wife Bring me to the light, yeah I flip flows and keep goin' Cats be running my sh** back, I think I'm Steve Owens See, the Master told me to love myself I'm feeling quite the opposite My hypothesis: I might just pop a kid, No I mean pop a kid Stounson known for fathering multiple styles Y'all start it when I get off of it Treat you as an offering, throw you in the flame I know that sh** never change and you missed a good thing Maybe you don't, maybe you will, probably not though The thought's Pica**o, the plot colossal The cost to rot slow in this hell hole that's higher than my spirits Outro, outro, encore, encore Stian let's hear it