Panthera

Panthera
Claw marks on my car
How did we get to this wreckage
Timeline back a few pages

Yeah
Now I'm cruising along
Hands gesticulating with the wildlings
Drunken tigers brushing on my Mercedes, while I don't
Mind the tires in the air, laissez faire
Cause I think that it's better if I just rap by myself in the mirror, yeah
Did I do it for the rep or new Filas
Blase power up, call me Trunks
Sink into the ocean
Dip my toes in tropes and
Now I'm a bicultural pop reference just like Gotenks
And anything hyphen Americans can relate buried in
Subtle undulations of DNA
Traditional chains drag us two ways
Lost in reflection, I go back to the basics
Back to the basics I see Majin Buu fragments on the pavement
Looking at my brain concerned about the percentage that is caved in
And missing like the remains
Of my limbs transplanted from billions
Of clones embedded within my skin
Trapped inside glass pieces, my bones yeah
Coalesce becoming paper cranes, yeah yeah
Scarlet letters written on parchment fans
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
As I pass away
With

Panthera
Claw marks on my car
How did we get to this wreckage

Thunder and din
I was all bluster from the beginning
But while burning all the piles of the money
Noticed that you were missing
And there's no passenger seat in this disaster, no
So where did I go wrong
To lose my identity
When you abandoned me
I wonder as my heart ceases its tap-tap-tapping
From suffocating and chasing the drag-drag-dragons
Part of it pagany
Know it's heresy
They wanted better things
You want a better me
Racing the rats
Imitating Antigone
Play back tracks
Oh am I in your queue?
Or on top like the morning dew
Cause I I I

I know my cursive's illegible
But could you decipher all the
Songs left behind for y'all
Oh oh oh oh
I know this position's untenable, yeah
Know this request ain't sensible
But would you scatter the seeds
The ones that I left for you in writing
Aye, this is the part for the high note
Ok
I know I know I know
I know I know I know
Just let me breathe

Panthera
Claw marks on my car
I'm burning in the wreckage

But forgotten
In three years time
Riding away
From the pearly gates
Due to my mistakes
I know this ain't a video game
Cause I feel the pain
As health drains away
As the red bar drains away, yeah



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Writer(s): Chanho Yoo
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