Rx7

I'm in a Tokyo mood
Saxophone back on the track and it's hitting, it's sitting real nice on the tune
I don't feel over the moon
A little bit under the weather, not better than settings before
Feel like I'm heading towards
Lots and lots of remorse, shots on shots to my corpse, cops on cops at my door
Imma be locking the door, swallow the key to be sure
Imma just stay in my room, Imma just lay with my thoughts
Imma be making some beats, imma be writing some more
Imma be prying and climbing the walls, Imma be flying, my feet off the floor
That's an extreme, please don't be concerned
Simply put I just feel that I'm hurt
Simply put in these lyrics and words
Simply put I'm just lost, and it costs
All my energy for me to clock all the dots
And connect it like blocks to make up a house
Simply put I'm just down and I'm out
Simply put I'm just deep in a cloud
Surrounded by rain and it's weighing me down
All of the signs are just pointing to South
Imma just
Wow!

Cause I'm just a cynical bitch
Imma be dancing like nothing is happening, like nothing is clinical bitch
I need a coffee please, I need a dog to feed, I need more lyrical shit
I need a prophecy, I need an odyssey, I need a miracle quick
Who knows what's gonna happen to Hermano if Charlie believes he can quit?
Cause I don't
Nah I don't believe in that shit

I'm in a Tokyo mood
I'm in that RX7
Imma be Tokyo drifting
Imma be Tokyo revving
I'm in a different climate, I feel like I'm climbing the ranks
Drying the banks, getting my cash up
Standard math but my finances add up
Learning bout tax and we look at the brackets
I only need to know the one
Make a new vault for my funds
You deal with kilos, I'm on tonnes
I'm spitting flames like a flare from the sun
All of these bars are just lazy
Please try amaze me
I hear them praise me like
"Damn Hermano, you crazy"
Look at my past and please recognise this
Hermano Charlie's relentless and sick
And I'm perfidious, quick with the tricks
And I'm so intricate, different decisions
I got the Hawkeye eye with the precision
2020, I was down with a condition
2020, watch it back with a clear vision
Now in the cockpit, turn on the ignition
Going a thousand an hour, I don't break
Waiting and waiting for something to change
Praying and praying I make it today
Painting a portrait, blood on my face
Fuck out my face, I'm not a codependent
I'm a cynical bitch, leave that open-ended

I'm In a Tokyo mood
I'm going Tokyo thrifting
I got rid of the RX7
I got rid of the drifting
Boutta pick up some vintage Dickies
Disney shirts with Mickey
Spend my yen on some old polo
Bill like 5050
I feel like I'm 50/50
Music match my feelings
Got that jazz from New York City
Blues from Mississippi
Catch me if you can, but I understand if you did miss me
Take the next plane straight to Japan, in Jam
I'm shopping sixties

Kobe, Hiroshima, Kyoto, Osaka
Faster than Bullet Trains, I'm the conductor
I'm the director, I'm Kurosawa
Yapping like Shanice, I shut up the chatter
I hit these bitches 1-2 with katana
Seven Samurai and I am the master
I'm living life by Hakuna Matata
Seven Samurai and I am the master
I'm living life by Hakuna Matata
Seven Samurai and I am the master
I'm living life by Hakuna Matata

Cause I'm just a cynical bitch
Imma be dancing like nothing is happening, like nothing is clinical bitch
I need a coffee please, I need a dog to feed, I need more lyrical shit
I need a prophecy, I need an odyssey, I need a miracle quick
Who knows what's gonna happen to Hermano if Charlie believes he can quit
Cause I don't
Nah I don't believe in that shit

Shanice, Shanice
Your mouth is moving a lot like rat
Yappa yappa yappa yappa
Shut it please!