Distantly Relative
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
From within I'm churning out spilling guts we burning now
Feeling like a furnace how's about a read aloud a loner
Luring louder lovers or to sing a longer cover
Chasing cream a basic dream facing fears I've wasted tears
Hastily, so basically the haste in me is treachery
So basically the hate in you is hate in me
Life be like a box of chalk along a sidewalk
Decide to walk or run, who the one decided to lock the box?
Where he be at? Where the key at? Entry for a fiat
Sleeping on a crescent moon fishing for a blessing
Better lesson learned wishing on them stars listening to
The bars of the greats When they dug in them crates
My primo on the rise bien fachento chente
Cruising thru the skies we do it pa' mi gente
Why are we guilty till proven inocente?
Tan frecuentemente hay tanto en mi mente
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Those who know me call me by my name
Others call me vago tryna to see the world
As if I hit the lotto window to the wall
A handful of throttle tryna retire
Before the bottom of the bottle kalo wallow in the rain
Hollow bottle in the pain follow malo in the maze
Dollars borrowed border raids waking up sun shining
Eggs frying can't complain about a damn thing
Spark a fire coffee wired vibing higher celebrate
Toast with champagne your kind I do admire
Dire damsel in a mess I must confess I do obsess a bit about
Your blouse, I guess, unless you bless me playing house
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Steady on a path to nirvana I'ma tryna find
A greener grass fast last me till the last of days
Spread dirt across my grave showing love along the way
Maybe low key the way you hold me
I hold you down and out whipping round about
Siren sound aloud, how about I show you round the town I'm from
La Mirada hotter than a lot of J rockets
Lifting off the outer space in case you miss the last train
All aboard the wall of sound
Mister master mixing life around maxing out
Holding down on my pain from the slow lane change
Fickle frame for a fickle brain still I maintain
Power of ours
Devour the cowards
20 feet tall
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Massage the message So what we left with?
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
From within I'm churning out spilling guts we burning now
Feeling like a furnace how's about a read aloud a loner
Luring louder lovers or to sing a longer cover
Chasing cream a basic dream facing fears I've wasted tears
Hastily, so basically the haste in me is treachery
So basically the hate in you is hate in me
Life be like a box of chalk along a sidewalk
Decide to walk or run, who the one decided to lock the box?
Where he be at? Where the key at? Entry for a fiat
Sleeping on a crescent moon fishing for a blessing
Better lesson learned wishing on them stars listening to
The bars of the greats When they dug in them crates
My primo on the rise bien fachento chente
Cruising thru the skies we do it pa' mi gente
Why are we guilty till proven inocente?
Tan frecuentemente hay tanto en mi mente
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Those who know me call me by my name
Others call me vago tryna to see the world
As if I hit the lotto window to the wall
A handful of throttle tryna retire
Before the bottom of the bottle kalo wallow in the rain
Hollow bottle in the pain follow malo in the maze
Dollars borrowed border raids waking up sun shining
Eggs frying can't complain about a damn thing
Spark a fire coffee wired vibing higher celebrate
Toast with champagne your kind I do admire
Dire damsel in a mess I must confess I do obsess a bit about
Your blouse, I guess, unless you bless me playing house
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Massage the message Massage the message
Massage the message So what we left with?
Steady on a path to nirvana I'ma tryna find
A greener grass fast last me till the last of days
Spread dirt across my grave showing love along the way
Maybe low key the way you hold me
I hold you down and out whipping round about
Siren sound aloud, how about I show you round the town I'm from
La Mirada hotter than a lot of J rockets
Lifting off the outer space in case you miss the last train
All aboard the wall of sound
Mister master mixing life around maxing out
Holding down on my pain from the slow lane change
Fickle frame for a fickle brain still I maintain
Power of ours
Devour the cowards
20 feet tall
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Shower me in flowers
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Armenta
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