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Calm Down
02:56
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2. |
Smoke
02:54
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Black t-shirt over my girlfriend
Sitting in a sofa with a green plant
I didn't plan everything for tonight
And I guess I'll be gone catching another flight
Skinny eyes lost, in a few clouds
Tight lips above me ready for a kiss fight
Issa soft ting so we better do it right
Weather is good
Rain in my mind
Rather be flood
By a few lines
Rhymes at my rescue
Like errytime
I'll be smoked before the right time (x3)
Weather is good
Rain in my mind
Rather be flood
By a few lines
Rhymes at my rescue
Like errytime
I'll be smoked before the right time
BMW parking in front
Wishing one time it become my whipp
Walking in the street without any tip
I'm looking for a reason to finish my trip
But a cop catch me waiting with his full clip
Unconscious walking putting me on a map
And I'm in island, high like a pylon
Empty cup flirting
And the ice will cool down in my throat
Cause the farming was dry for my vocal cords
Even tho my brain was the main target
And I'm lame regardless the time and the money
I'll be smoked before the right time
Weather is good
Rain in my mind
Rather be flood
By a few lines
Rhymes at my rescue
Like errytime
I'll be smoked before the right time
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3. |
Oblivion
03:14
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Apocalyptic
Drained in statistic
I be highly lost
Looking for applause
But it might cost my lost
And the light froze
my eyes so the view be the aim
And I analyse the reason you paralised
Cause I know you're afraid but u keep tell me lies
Truth once again be the utopic price
My soul can't be sold, big thanx to my pride
Don't give a fuck about how u see me
Static is my mind and I'm high and sick
Stick to my plan like I'm a sat map
Whassup with u? u seem to be mad
Sadness and joy can be the reflect
On the roof watching what's going on
My watch is late but my wrist still on
Purple flowers making white clouds
Smoked by black boys with a red bandana
I ain't trying talk no gangsta shit
Don't smoke me boy I'm just chilling and shit
Days are the same, erry year new calendar
I don't have word due to a lack of feeling
Any ideas can birth a new baby
No matter the concept, swear I'm ready
Nearly finished with a few already
When I see the world I'm drown n lazy
Grown enough to make my own business
Young enough to be messed up by niggas
Running after my ghost like I race with a Phantom
Facing God now i let u imagine
Television off, cause the news are old
Imagination on automatic mode
The mood is blurry and my brain is deaf
Like Mr Carter favorite letter is F
I don't trust you, don't worry u ain't alone
I'm stale n own like Sylvester n gone
Throwing out my hate like violence is vomit
Tired to complain about tings I can't fix
Like a zombie, manipulated
People be running for useless foolish
Sharing footages for a buzz n it's finished
What was the point, only making comas
Money run the world 360 n bananas
Errybody trying to be rude for nothin
Happyness dying in the bank for a minute
Apocalyptic, on the roof, I ain't ready
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4. |
Away
03:02
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I'll be gone
Meet me away
And I'm too stone
I can not stay
I'll be gone
Meet me away
And I'm too stone
I can not stay
Goin non stop, I can't control me
Flying above the top, and I guess this is lit
Conversation private with the angels I'm linked
Initiation to reach the climax in a minute
Avoiding the rain
Bowing in a boeing
to the God
Annoyed by temptation like
Escaping this experience
Wont be available to talk for a living
yeah to talk for a living uunh
I'll be gone
Meet me away
I'm too stone
I can not stay
I'll be gone
Meet me away
I'm too stone
I can not stay
I can not describ the feelings inside me
And of course I know that you ain't ready
Slave to my thoughts
Ground of plots
Shots threw the window moving your soul to the wall
My wallet is empty
It recall me my mind
And I'm wild on the side
God might take me again
I'm so confuse i'm so sorry
someone can please explain me
the reason of my existence
I don't see what's necessary
Killing each other
Only for the money
Goin non stop and I can't control me
Flying above the top and I guess this is lit
Conversation private with the angels I'm linked
So many colours but the sky remains dark
The atmosphere drive me crazy, I don't know how to park
Black nark angel keep snitching on me
Will I ever assume all my wrong doings ?
I'll be gone so meet me away
I'm too stone and I can not stay
I'll be gone
Meet me away
I'm too stone and I can not stay yeah
I'll be gone, meet me away
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5. |
Still High
02:34
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Flowless and regardless to myself and other mornings
The wake up has been taken by some serious damage don't it ?
The question is rethoric and the answers are strategic
Lazyness be all around and thoughts still on the ground
Facing my ownself but me vs me is an old concept
The mental is required the desire is authentic
Hop up in the car without wondering where to drive
Just want to escape the suffer without striving
Straight edge but still high
Truth is that we both lie
The subject don't matter
We look for each other
But don't act like brothers
Or sisters or whatever
ready to sleep cause this life having me too exausted
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Yeeaah
Is it a game with me or nah ? (x2)
When I text you but
Is it a game with me or nah ?
When I text you but
Is it a..
Forget the words
Spraid your feelings
Get what you earn
Lay down, be chilling
I don't have to act
I rather give you some real impact
The contact between our skin make it complicated to relax
We didn't reach the climax
Yet
But it's wet
You don't have any request
Is it a test ?
Especially for me I guess
You wont indicate me
And I am indepedently resigned to play chest
With you girl
Hook : (x3)
Is it a game with me or nah ?
When I text you but
(Is it a ..)
When I text you but
Figure out you wanna act both soft and tough
I flush my nerves and I calm myself
Reminiscing early days and take a puff
Well I lie
I rather sip and pray for my stuff
It's rough when you love in a rush
Ain't no softness when I text you
Is it a game with me or nah ? (x3)
Is it a...
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