10-11-2015, 06:40 PM
The rhythmic thumping of tuneful thunder
beats booming low basses in every chest.
Chemistry collides breathlessly. Body
heat heightens as high notes hit.
Synchronized steps, slick set-ups
dictate dominance in this dominion.
Atmospheric (pressure) as well as (peer)
creates tension up in here. Up in here
ain't no mind, just fools actin' "Party Up"
out, showin' up just to show out. Hi-top
kicks and shiny time-keepers,
hipster fits form in the style
of Obey to Ecko. No awareness
just geckos obeyin' followin' trends.
Never creating settings for themselves
just the same ol' delving into devil's
Hells fashioned in the sad land
of make-pretend. Make-shift friends,
Fake relationboats emote happiness
falsely through emojis. Reality:
it's fear of being lonely, fear of being
truly themselves to the point they look down
on real mothafukkin' G's.
See theys a wannabe loc,
thinkin' they can prove theyself in gunsmoke.
Totin' smokin' heavy talkin' bout they
funna smoke him cuz his colors aint right.
Another terrible night in the life.
beats booming low basses in every chest.
Chemistry collides breathlessly. Body
heat heightens as high notes hit.
Synchronized steps, slick set-ups
dictate dominance in this dominion.
Atmospheric (pressure) as well as (peer)
creates tension up in here. Up in here
ain't no mind, just fools actin' "Party Up"
out, showin' up just to show out. Hi-top
kicks and shiny time-keepers,
hipster fits form in the style
of Obey to Ecko. No awareness
just geckos obeyin' followin' trends.
Never creating settings for themselves
just the same ol' delving into devil's
Hells fashioned in the sad land
of make-pretend. Make-shift friends,
Fake relationboats emote happiness
falsely through emojis. Reality:
it's fear of being lonely, fear of being
truly themselves to the point they look down
on real mothafukkin' G's.
See theys a wannabe loc,
thinkin' they can prove theyself in gunsmoke.
Totin' smokin' heavy talkin' bout they
funna smoke him cuz his colors aint right.
Another terrible night in the life.