Emerald Green
We was 17, her eyes were Emerald Green
She my queen, when I died it almost felt like it was a dream
Woke up in distress, tight in throat and neck
Without my Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, all I see is... death
Got me feeling all sorts of ways
I don't know how I'm gon' feel today
I flip flop to sad to glad
Like damn motherfucka I'm all over the place
Hi- Hip-hop it's all I have and it's all I want and it's all that's left
After that, it's either sadness, boredom, fear, or taunting death
Yeah man, shits getting old
No winter coat and it's bitter cold
Got a 1000 souls in my back pocket
Saint Santiago, the supposed prophet
I guess... whatever they gon' say
It's not like I had a choice anyway
Damn... feel like I'm losing myself
My mind my body, still seeking for help
I'm seeking for Lucy's all that I need
I'm seeing her shadows I beg and I plead
I'm feeling so shallow every time that I bleed
Out of my heart, Lucy fleeing from me
I need to wake up, up outta my bed
Shake up the drank, walk over the dead
Feel like I'm losing my breath, woah
These nightmares got me feeling of dread
I miss the person that I cared for and without her might as well...
I hate this life so therefore I'm gonna put myself to rest
Well unfortunately got no blood, got no heart, no way to die
So Underworld, go all in I'm much more than what meets the eye
We was 17, her eyes were Emerald Green
She my queen, when I died it almost felt like it was a dream
Woke up in distress, tight in throat and neck
Without my Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, all I see is... death
No mistakes on my journey
No matter what it takes I flourish
Two swords first while I'm burnin'
These hordes burst While I'm turnin'
Go all in while I'm making moves
Got no skin cant make me bruise
Fuck feeling so fuckin' down and out
Cuz right now it's too late to lose
She my queen, when I died it almost felt like it was a dream
Woke up in distress, tight in throat and neck
Without my Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, all I see is... death
Got me feeling all sorts of ways
I don't know how I'm gon' feel today
I flip flop to sad to glad
Like damn motherfucka I'm all over the place
Hi- Hip-hop it's all I have and it's all I want and it's all that's left
After that, it's either sadness, boredom, fear, or taunting death
Yeah man, shits getting old
No winter coat and it's bitter cold
Got a 1000 souls in my back pocket
Saint Santiago, the supposed prophet
I guess... whatever they gon' say
It's not like I had a choice anyway
Damn... feel like I'm losing myself
My mind my body, still seeking for help
I'm seeking for Lucy's all that I need
I'm seeing her shadows I beg and I plead
I'm feeling so shallow every time that I bleed
Out of my heart, Lucy fleeing from me
I need to wake up, up outta my bed
Shake up the drank, walk over the dead
Feel like I'm losing my breath, woah
These nightmares got me feeling of dread
I miss the person that I cared for and without her might as well...
I hate this life so therefore I'm gonna put myself to rest
Well unfortunately got no blood, got no heart, no way to die
So Underworld, go all in I'm much more than what meets the eye
We was 17, her eyes were Emerald Green
She my queen, when I died it almost felt like it was a dream
Woke up in distress, tight in throat and neck
Without my Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, all I see is... death
No mistakes on my journey
No matter what it takes I flourish
Two swords first while I'm burnin'
These hordes burst While I'm turnin'
Go all in while I'm making moves
Got no skin cant make me bruise
Fuck feeling so fuckin' down and out
Cuz right now it's too late to lose
Credits
Writer(s): Logan Amberson
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