Forgot About Music
I forgot about music today
Huh
What the fuck?
I forgot about music today (yeah, I did, yeah, I did)
Huh
What the fuck?
I don't treat you like a friend, nah
I treat you the way you deserve it
But on the low if you a real dawg
I got a treat, it's for you cuz you earned it
I don't do all this for bands, nah
I do it cuz I'm finding my purpose
I was a cunt and I'm sorry
It won't happen again but all that I did was on purpose
I see some people in the street, got me really disgusted the way they creep up on me
I am all for lessons but if you insist then my fist on your teeth but I'll keep ignoring
When I woke up today and started planning it I forgot I was rapping in a sleepless morning
No games with life but the domino effect is mission solving
I'll keep evolving
I don't call for attention like I'm late for the army so it's pretty easy if I be avoiding
Now you tell me, what's in my mind?
No I cannot call
I'm a make you wait, yeah, lemme stall
I will become great, watch me launch it like a cannonball
Needed a breath to make songs
like a jet, that's a nose art
Sentimental compositions
I call this a Moe's art
Music ain't everything
But it's one of my best for my looming ghost
I forgot about it for a millisecond
But I'm back in the booth like Rubi Rose
I forgot about music today
Huh
What the fuck?
I forgot about music today (yeah, I did, yeah, I did)
Huh
What the fuck?
I can't be thinking of sad stuff
I'm giving harbor to fucks that descending the loneness
It's tricking my brain then I go sink in like tedium
I'm a tad dumb
Fuck all the reason, I got none
I flipped some assholes the bird
The next minute I'd tell them they tripping if they ever think I'm a sad cunt
Now that's done
This might be a sign, mine is Aries
I'm so fly I could fly to Paris
I don't die, I'd be quite embarrassed
Lysol wipe, I wipe my tears with
My fault died, now I'm crying fearless
I fall twice, now my eye in mirrors
I crawl by if you strike my legs your
Mic go bye, and I might be Fairless
Want me to go to Toschi Station?
I think I'm a fly an X-Wing,
It's "all hands to battle stations"
Same ones I fight the air with
I'm flying headfirst, and I'm trying reckless
Like I fight the air hoping it throws back
I'm a menace but I'm not with weapons
I just carry pens and my soul strapped
Talk about me, you don't like me
I'm like hold up
I ain't sorry you're behind me
I give no fucks
Put the song higher
Turn that shit up
Getting little tired
Aww, don't that shit suck
Back on the numbness, it's been a minute
Don't wanna write but I'll never quit it
Back on the dry shit and head is spinning
I'm not recording, I got to get it
I either care too much or don't care about you
I hate feeling bad, need to get it out soon
Self-destructive so I can't allow you
Or so long
I'm thinking I'm a Don
I don't even care about them, if I must I'll go alone
And it's like
So long
I'm thinking I'm a Don
I don't even care about them, if I must I'll go alone
I forgot about music today
Huh
What the fuck?
I forgot about music today (yeah, I did, yeah, I did)
Huh
What the fuck?
Huh
What the fuck?
I forgot about music today (yeah, I did, yeah, I did)
Huh
What the fuck?
I don't treat you like a friend, nah
I treat you the way you deserve it
But on the low if you a real dawg
I got a treat, it's for you cuz you earned it
I don't do all this for bands, nah
I do it cuz I'm finding my purpose
I was a cunt and I'm sorry
It won't happen again but all that I did was on purpose
I see some people in the street, got me really disgusted the way they creep up on me
I am all for lessons but if you insist then my fist on your teeth but I'll keep ignoring
When I woke up today and started planning it I forgot I was rapping in a sleepless morning
No games with life but the domino effect is mission solving
I'll keep evolving
I don't call for attention like I'm late for the army so it's pretty easy if I be avoiding
Now you tell me, what's in my mind?
No I cannot call
I'm a make you wait, yeah, lemme stall
I will become great, watch me launch it like a cannonball
Needed a breath to make songs
like a jet, that's a nose art
Sentimental compositions
I call this a Moe's art
Music ain't everything
But it's one of my best for my looming ghost
I forgot about it for a millisecond
But I'm back in the booth like Rubi Rose
I forgot about music today
Huh
What the fuck?
I forgot about music today (yeah, I did, yeah, I did)
Huh
What the fuck?
I can't be thinking of sad stuff
I'm giving harbor to fucks that descending the loneness
It's tricking my brain then I go sink in like tedium
I'm a tad dumb
Fuck all the reason, I got none
I flipped some assholes the bird
The next minute I'd tell them they tripping if they ever think I'm a sad cunt
Now that's done
This might be a sign, mine is Aries
I'm so fly I could fly to Paris
I don't die, I'd be quite embarrassed
Lysol wipe, I wipe my tears with
My fault died, now I'm crying fearless
I fall twice, now my eye in mirrors
I crawl by if you strike my legs your
Mic go bye, and I might be Fairless
Want me to go to Toschi Station?
I think I'm a fly an X-Wing,
It's "all hands to battle stations"
Same ones I fight the air with
I'm flying headfirst, and I'm trying reckless
Like I fight the air hoping it throws back
I'm a menace but I'm not with weapons
I just carry pens and my soul strapped
Talk about me, you don't like me
I'm like hold up
I ain't sorry you're behind me
I give no fucks
Put the song higher
Turn that shit up
Getting little tired
Aww, don't that shit suck
Back on the numbness, it's been a minute
Don't wanna write but I'll never quit it
Back on the dry shit and head is spinning
I'm not recording, I got to get it
I either care too much or don't care about you
I hate feeling bad, need to get it out soon
Self-destructive so I can't allow you
Or so long
I'm thinking I'm a Don
I don't even care about them, if I must I'll go alone
And it's like
So long
I'm thinking I'm a Don
I don't even care about them, if I must I'll go alone
I forgot about music today
Huh
What the fuck?
I forgot about music today (yeah, I did, yeah, I did)
Huh
What the fuck?
Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Batista
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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