Dinner Time
I don't know like, I was on my phone...
And they programmed everything. I don't know what to believe
I spit that sickle shit that make you sick, the ACS don't give a shit
I'm spanning out, I'm riddling
Slow your pulse they controlling them, hidden message they trolling them
Emotions they be coasterin', I'm floating on my boat of sin, they measuring my life span
A religion of might men, I might save him if his sexuality gives in or pays me
I don't know about Horus, I'm Christ man
But what happened to God? Who cares, we're in mosh
Pit, The questions I have are a start, this ain't attack it's really just a question of odds
I'm beaming beaming beaming through the light of my heart
Who shining on em, really it's the quietest of them all
We circulating everything, no karma's on pause
I'm in my space a given wavelength starting waves and I'm on
What you believe in? Control your seasons, you falling off with material demons
The lies they feed us we blindly eat up, Its Dinner Time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
It's Dinner Time, you can hear it in my rhymes
Every time I spit the signs you don't wanna eat up cause you're so confined
Heat up the line sniff it up, I'm hard as rock Amethyst
They hear my song and they run but, the light so bright so they're stunned
You know what I'm honing son, honing son
Like what is they really feeding us? like, what are we gonna believe?
And they programmed everything. I don't know what to believe
I spit that sickle shit that make you sick, the ACS don't give a shit
I'm spanning out, I'm riddling
Slow your pulse they controlling them, hidden message they trolling them
Emotions they be coasterin', I'm floating on my boat of sin, they measuring my life span
A religion of might men, I might save him if his sexuality gives in or pays me
I don't know about Horus, I'm Christ man
But what happened to God? Who cares, we're in mosh
Pit, The questions I have are a start, this ain't attack it's really just a question of odds
I'm beaming beaming beaming through the light of my heart
Who shining on em, really it's the quietest of them all
We circulating everything, no karma's on pause
I'm in my space a given wavelength starting waves and I'm on
What you believe in? Control your seasons, you falling off with material demons
The lies they feed us we blindly eat up, Its Dinner Time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
Dinner Time
It's dinner time, it's dinner
It's dinner time
It's Dinner Time, you can hear it in my rhymes
Every time I spit the signs you don't wanna eat up cause you're so confined
Heat up the line sniff it up, I'm hard as rock Amethyst
They hear my song and they run but, the light so bright so they're stunned
You know what I'm honing son, honing son
Like what is they really feeding us? like, what are we gonna believe?
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Writer(s): Carla.
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