Sésame, Ouvre-Toi
Are you ready for this?
"The question is are you ready for this?"
"Ladies first"
Aishi, Aishi
Shall we?
"Yup"
Sésame ouvre-toi
"The Tower"
Caught a moment of respite, I could act my age
Year 11 summer came and exorcised the weight
We used to be the main source of attraction
Not in a good way, nigga could always be found
Goofing during them school breaks
When the bell rang, it was time for mischief
Who could clap the longest during assemblies
To piss off every teacher
No exhortations could stop us from any detention
Jovial was life to a nigga-
"Get to the point, so?"
So, I fail to comprehend how you were so naive then
More than anyone you should have spotted the trend
But no blinded by ephemeral joy
You know damn well that beautiful dunes equate to "mask of illusion"
Penn, Teller and "Bullshit!"
As the realist
You should have been a shield
Protecting our tolerance
The more you caught off guard, the faster the erosion
You think Angela Davis founded 'Critical resistance' in a day?
Hone your instincts and perception
To avoid the dire surprises that come along the way
Nigga, it could have been different
Prepared for what was coming
The reason why you ain't come back after Yr 11
Reel in the lost
Euphoria waiting, right on the cusp
Of metamorphosis
Beauty leaves spots
I celebrate my failures like it ain't enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
Ouh
More, more, more
The Moon
When they say plan B you shrug
You reply with the A though you making losses
Exhausted my compassion pressure taking tolls
Retract the poster boy bitch you ain't a boss
You laugh at your failures but deep inside you go paler
Minutes to dark and you cave in
Flash in the pan got its meaning
In you resides silver linings
The epitome of arrogance when you tell 'em you'll make it
"So? I got will"
You're love for music won't feed you
Your drive for music won't feed you
Your fight for music won't feed you
Your nights for music won't feed you
Passion for music won't feed you
Pain for music won't feed you
Joy of music won't feed you
Style of music won't feed you
Price of music won't feed you
Doubting music won't feed you
Planning music won't feed you
Endurance for music won't feed you
Patience for music won't feed you
Hunger for music won't feed you
Debates for music won't feed you
Defense of music won't feed you
Your stance on music won't feed you
Stress for music won't feed you
Respect for music won't feed you
Respect for Kendrick won't feed you
Respect for Dreamville won't feed you
Trying for Dreamville won't feed you
Fuck it, the whole list won't feed you
My nigga the whole!
Reel in the lost
Euphoria waiting, right on the cusp
Of metamorphosis
Beauty leaves spots
I celebrate my failures like it ain't enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
Ouh
More, more, more
The Devil
Fuck, I know this feeling shouldn't be meeting eyes with it
Don't think keep moving paralysis on the other side of it
Will be ripped to shreds
Why value bonds when none even care
Whether it's your sweat
Your core foundation comes with despair
Saucisson prolly be the only one, who'd listen from top to bottom
(That's enough for me)
Even though once upon a time she cursed your dream
That ain't something you could fathom
(That's all in the past now)
Is it possible to be together by default and not love?
How they complain about your flaws, though they're made of love
You re-adjust: they complain your effort was not enough
Might as well engineer the whole damn person
You should stop caring and call it quits, my nigga
This bullshit only ever make you sick, my nigga
Janet said life's a bitch so let it be, my nigga
A true testament to the ones that freeze, my nigga
Made a convention of settlements
Instead of arrangements
Understand, why your stagnation conspicuous to your dearest?
From my position, a perplexing blur of chaos is all I see
Devoid of directions is what we think of
Especially when you have the audacity
To ignore our burden
Don't even get me started
On how you choke every time you think-
"The question is are you ready for this?"
"Ladies first"
Aishi, Aishi
Shall we?
"Yup"
Sésame ouvre-toi
"The Tower"
Caught a moment of respite, I could act my age
Year 11 summer came and exorcised the weight
We used to be the main source of attraction
Not in a good way, nigga could always be found
Goofing during them school breaks
When the bell rang, it was time for mischief
Who could clap the longest during assemblies
To piss off every teacher
No exhortations could stop us from any detention
Jovial was life to a nigga-
"Get to the point, so?"
So, I fail to comprehend how you were so naive then
More than anyone you should have spotted the trend
But no blinded by ephemeral joy
You know damn well that beautiful dunes equate to "mask of illusion"
Penn, Teller and "Bullshit!"
As the realist
You should have been a shield
Protecting our tolerance
The more you caught off guard, the faster the erosion
You think Angela Davis founded 'Critical resistance' in a day?
Hone your instincts and perception
To avoid the dire surprises that come along the way
Nigga, it could have been different
Prepared for what was coming
The reason why you ain't come back after Yr 11
Reel in the lost
Euphoria waiting, right on the cusp
Of metamorphosis
Beauty leaves spots
I celebrate my failures like it ain't enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
Ouh
More, more, more
The Moon
When they say plan B you shrug
You reply with the A though you making losses
Exhausted my compassion pressure taking tolls
Retract the poster boy bitch you ain't a boss
You laugh at your failures but deep inside you go paler
Minutes to dark and you cave in
Flash in the pan got its meaning
In you resides silver linings
The epitome of arrogance when you tell 'em you'll make it
"So? I got will"
You're love for music won't feed you
Your drive for music won't feed you
Your fight for music won't feed you
Your nights for music won't feed you
Passion for music won't feed you
Pain for music won't feed you
Joy of music won't feed you
Style of music won't feed you
Price of music won't feed you
Doubting music won't feed you
Planning music won't feed you
Endurance for music won't feed you
Patience for music won't feed you
Hunger for music won't feed you
Debates for music won't feed you
Defense of music won't feed you
Your stance on music won't feed you
Stress for music won't feed you
Respect for music won't feed you
Respect for Kendrick won't feed you
Respect for Dreamville won't feed you
Trying for Dreamville won't feed you
Fuck it, the whole list won't feed you
My nigga the whole!
Reel in the lost
Euphoria waiting, right on the cusp
Of metamorphosis
Beauty leaves spots
I celebrate my failures like it ain't enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
And I can't get enough and I can't get enough
Ouh
More, more, more
The Devil
Fuck, I know this feeling shouldn't be meeting eyes with it
Don't think keep moving paralysis on the other side of it
Will be ripped to shreds
Why value bonds when none even care
Whether it's your sweat
Your core foundation comes with despair
Saucisson prolly be the only one, who'd listen from top to bottom
(That's enough for me)
Even though once upon a time she cursed your dream
That ain't something you could fathom
(That's all in the past now)
Is it possible to be together by default and not love?
How they complain about your flaws, though they're made of love
You re-adjust: they complain your effort was not enough
Might as well engineer the whole damn person
You should stop caring and call it quits, my nigga
This bullshit only ever make you sick, my nigga
Janet said life's a bitch so let it be, my nigga
A true testament to the ones that freeze, my nigga
Made a convention of settlements
Instead of arrangements
Understand, why your stagnation conspicuous to your dearest?
From my position, a perplexing blur of chaos is all I see
Devoid of directions is what we think of
Especially when you have the audacity
To ignore our burden
Don't even get me started
On how you choke every time you think-
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