Pacific

Like clockwork with this shit
I don't give two fucks what you think
Beat by beat
And lick by lick
I stick to the script like ink
And every so often these little proverbs keep me wisdom bound
I see with two eyes
And I plot with one mind
And I keep
Both feet down

Suppose I
Didn't plan to get big straight from the jump
And when I say big
I mean as big as my britches punk
Say something I
Can't believe and I might leave you dry
And dead set on
Losing your fucking mind

Life give me lemon
Eat the lemon
Sow the seeds
I'm happy in my sacred mental space
And I for one sometimes forget
What I have actually created

I take over when you my idols turn to madmen
Ya
It's a fine fine line
I keep on
And I increase my vault

Stores
Im storing the oratory
Like an observatory when I observe the stories
Dream catcher with it
Go and be some one
Street view
Get it for the low padawan
This body ain't a boat
And I don't float when I run
Insane membrane
Sikk and utter drunk
Offa mist; stick to the orangest punch
MF

Like clockwork with this shit
I don't give two fucks what you think
Beat by beat
And lick by lick
I stick to the script like ink
And every so often these little proverbs keep me wisdom bound
I see with two eyes
And I plot with one mind
And I keep
Both feet down

Suppose I
Didn't plan to get big straight from the jump
And when I say big
I mean as big as my britches punk
Say something I
Can't believe and I might leave you dry
And dead set on
Losing your fucking mind



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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