Rapture
The ladies call me papi
My ma calls me pendejo
I guess it's different levels to this,
Still I never settle
Imma run it up
Imma run amuck
I was feeling you last night, but now I'm sobered up
And you know I never hesitate to pull the rug
I been holding on my nuts since I was old enough
Make one false move you get folded up
They been sleeping on me heavy, need some Folgers son
I beat the beat up like it owes me some
You can tweet the shit up, but you do this for fun
I do this shit for me, I do this to survive
If I ever die my music got to pass the time
So don't come round me with your hands out
For years and years I struggled and I couldn't get my plans down
Tried to say fuck the world, I couldn't get my pants down
Now it's hands off, shorty, I know I'm the man now
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
Hard liquor, fucking up my liver
Real sipper, overqualified sinner
Beat skipper, rhymes like heat missiles
Beef tipper, limelight stay fickle
Better watch out, it's the motherfucking rapture
All these teleporting beams, it's a disaster
They say we all Gods children, well I think that he loves me more
Cause y'all acting like some bastards
They don't want it as bad
They make the music, they promote it
When I try it it's ass
It sounds like a fad
Meanwhile I spend years and years in the lab
If I don't trust in what I'm cooking then it stays in the drafts
The path of most resistance, I'm inhabiting, it's maddening
I make this shit so much harder for myself than it has to be
But I already judge enough, so don't be mad at me
Be glad I chose to drop and that these beats the only casualties
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
My ma calls me pendejo
I guess it's different levels to this,
Still I never settle
Imma run it up
Imma run amuck
I was feeling you last night, but now I'm sobered up
And you know I never hesitate to pull the rug
I been holding on my nuts since I was old enough
Make one false move you get folded up
They been sleeping on me heavy, need some Folgers son
I beat the beat up like it owes me some
You can tweet the shit up, but you do this for fun
I do this shit for me, I do this to survive
If I ever die my music got to pass the time
So don't come round me with your hands out
For years and years I struggled and I couldn't get my plans down
Tried to say fuck the world, I couldn't get my pants down
Now it's hands off, shorty, I know I'm the man now
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
Hard liquor, fucking up my liver
Real sipper, overqualified sinner
Beat skipper, rhymes like heat missiles
Beef tipper, limelight stay fickle
Better watch out, it's the motherfucking rapture
All these teleporting beams, it's a disaster
They say we all Gods children, well I think that he loves me more
Cause y'all acting like some bastards
They don't want it as bad
They make the music, they promote it
When I try it it's ass
It sounds like a fad
Meanwhile I spend years and years in the lab
If I don't trust in what I'm cooking then it stays in the drafts
The path of most resistance, I'm inhabiting, it's maddening
I make this shit so much harder for myself than it has to be
But I already judge enough, so don't be mad at me
Be glad I chose to drop and that these beats the only casualties
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
Live fast, die slow, contradictions I know
Watch face, clock pace, fuck up out my time zone
Cross my t's, dot my i's
Cross my heart, hope to die
If I can't reach for the sky
They better pull me out
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Writer(s): Roberto Sánchez
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