THE OGRES

Well, I'm booming on the beats, looking straight up to the sun
I'm trying to get restarted in my life, hun, but
I guess you know it now, a secret flow
But my prayers are what's up, like, look up

I'm looking straight at the sun, getting some sun, like a real thang
Looking at the tree line, speaking from my third eye, right
Looking in some old cams, see a grown man
And some old trees, me loving seas

And some birds flying around the area
Blue skies and no clouds, literally
No clouds and a couple ravens that keep holding us home
Ended up sitting on town, down, looking straight up

I do see a little cloud, but that's just some of God's love
Painting up like the clouds, and I'm trying to speak that sound up
Getting these beats back, that's enough
Whatever the fuck that sound is

Who's that secret in the pen of Lukie's honey
They keep saying he's fell over for
On Link's triad, I guess I'll say whatever for
Until he finds out through me, but

Damn, guess he's not ready to face that truth
Unless he sees it for himself, man, but
Whatever, I got a lot of secret love
But getting undercover like an undercover

Pop for the gooseys, not oozers
I told you, look back and whatever
Sometimes a shadow does win the war
So, you know the war, a holy war

It's a loving war, battle scars, I told you so
Yeah, I told you so
But whatever, I told you no
And you tried to junk and jar, but

Damn, it's fucked up
How about that
But whatever
Like me, you must not be ready to face the facts

And you have no fucking idea to how
You're the realest bad bitch that I ever had
Hell nah, I mean fuck no
And fuck you too, bitch

Look what you made me do
Now I got my real guy back
Just for you, I mean me
Now I know I'd never do anything for you

Just like you swear to God you'd never do anything for me
And you still claim like you know he's in love with you
Nah, he just saw you when you got out from his real life
And he saw you kinda looking through him

And still saw her, it's so pretty
But whatever, now I see you
Like you looking right through me
I guess that's why you call it nerdy

And revenge is like every sense of the word
Why you run around with Wilson
Yeah, I'm spitting, I guess that's hurt
And why he's just like Jeffrey

Whatever, it's all mine
Why he got murdered in a jail cell, you think he's cool
Hell nah, check it
I'm like representing the one or the two

That got out with his brother, never love and die, Loki
What's up with time and space
Now I'm looking for real Obi to get me through this day
While I got the sun up

Just walk it out, man
Coming down with Nick Drake
Drizzy, drizzy, drizzy, drizzy
Tell me what the fuck

Luke's independent
I'm the what the fuck
Link 3? Better tell me
Willow Osment

Yeah
And I fucking thought
Bye dog
Coming down, bye dog

I didn't know what the fuck time
Nah
Snapped even for him
Thought he was more manipotent than me

When I was down, not eating
Like fucking Ben Affleck
Getting ready for his third music
Third movie

And I'm still getting in and out
We're weighing nothing
And you still can't represent me
Try harder, buddy

For you, I'm out
And whatever, I guess I gotta keep it true to me
If you want them to keep it real with you, let's go home
I'll be walking to this beat

Guess whatever, pushing apples and pears, let's get it
I'll be playing around with the dogs and the demons
I know it's a hell of a love
But it's all a bit love, no more, what's up

I do know no love, but this love is all I got for now
Let's get back to the secret to loosen
Like you got a back in the shower
My psyllium under your covers

I am rocking, riding tongues
And spit on the log
And I spit it out
Don't spit it out, let's go

We out, we riding to this beat
I'll be getting back to the Mercedes
I know this one that says it's fucking rap
Has to break the sun

Now let's see what's up
Yeah, I'm telling you, man
I got like money
I got like money

Sides of me like a prism
Or four sides
If you want me to be more realistic or clear
I'll spell it out for you

P-R-I-S-M
Now walk home
I'm no man or demon
You just scale to me a little bit

Cause I know death
Just like I know my right hand
Tell me now, what you hear
Cursed mock

Blood in the wild, C-O
Blood in the wild, C-O
But see, told you
My last song, you still don't care

And she just died, want smoke for you
But she would look at you
And have those two murder you
Just right in front of her eyes

Just cause she said no to you
Yeah, what the fuck
Told y'all, y'all so sensitive
Even their every cop wanted to pop

And screw me for my never not oozing
Swine by mine, don't call me the ogres
Watch out for the, yeah
Treat him like they talking about your son

Down there, never treat him with no respect
Cut him down, check it
Get yourself a machete
A machete if they wanna respect it

Never respect it
Represent it, cut the motherfucking heads off
Y'all, y'all don't know that right there
Open body shot

You never know why it happens
But you know it does, kid
Bounce