Sunshineee - Demo
See me on my knees praying at the church pew
For some skunk that stinks worse than Pepe le pew
Atheistic
But still kiss the sky when I fly by
Icarus prime on at prime time
Try dying or die trying
Jump out the pan into the fire
Got some big fish to fry
Never know when I'm lying
Like the G O A T and I ain't even trying
Write my bars in Morse code
So you don't bite the flow
So arctic cold
You don't even know like
Where did he go
On another trip
To the hell hole down below
Looks like another no show
Show no hope for remorse
I'm off course and of course
The flow still doper than a horse, rip
Off my dorsal fin and keep swimming
Inform my next of kin I'm too ill to keep chillin
Getting lifted
I'm blatant with it
These flowers get us
So ambidextrous
I'm grabbing with both hands as smoke lands on my plans
Lost out to sea
No where's the place to be
When pushing up daisies
A maze in itself
Riddle the bars with metaphors and thoughts
To reach applause
Might be adored
Just to settle a scored out map before I even tried
Jump in some animal hide
Mental regress I'm tired
My shit is too hot I leave the toilet bowl steaming
Defeating me lyrically
You must be dreaming I'm sneezing
'Cause all the bullshit you're spitting and I'm allergic
This ain't a threat just call it a warning
A detergent
I hurt them with words and no escaping the graves that I'm digging
With shovels that are riddle with rhythms
My lips get that stinging
And I'm snap back too
I snapback zoom
Into my face
And lost that world until I take another toke
For some skunk that stinks worse than Pepe le pew
Atheistic
But still kiss the sky when I fly by
Icarus prime on at prime time
Try dying or die trying
Jump out the pan into the fire
Got some big fish to fry
Never know when I'm lying
Like the G O A T and I ain't even trying
Write my bars in Morse code
So you don't bite the flow
So arctic cold
You don't even know like
Where did he go
On another trip
To the hell hole down below
Looks like another no show
Show no hope for remorse
I'm off course and of course
The flow still doper than a horse, rip
Off my dorsal fin and keep swimming
Inform my next of kin I'm too ill to keep chillin
Getting lifted
I'm blatant with it
These flowers get us
So ambidextrous
I'm grabbing with both hands as smoke lands on my plans
Lost out to sea
No where's the place to be
When pushing up daisies
A maze in itself
Riddle the bars with metaphors and thoughts
To reach applause
Might be adored
Just to settle a scored out map before I even tried
Jump in some animal hide
Mental regress I'm tired
My shit is too hot I leave the toilet bowl steaming
Defeating me lyrically
You must be dreaming I'm sneezing
'Cause all the bullshit you're spitting and I'm allergic
This ain't a threat just call it a warning
A detergent
I hurt them with words and no escaping the graves that I'm digging
With shovels that are riddle with rhythms
My lips get that stinging
And I'm snap back too
I snapback zoom
Into my face
And lost that world until I take another toke
Credits
Writer(s): Elliot Decaro
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