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SALTWATER SKY
FISHLORD, Nafets
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Whoa, baby!
Think the walls are controlling me
Counting bodies on the floor, come and float with me
Somebody keep a pull on me
Got these magnets in the wall and the souls of me
Singing
I remember pictures more than faces
I don't take notes, I burn the pages
Keep my eyes open, keep my mouth shut
Only time I change is when I feel fucked
I feel fine, I see pictures in my mind
Paint the canvas, then I take it, and I shove it up behind
Thorn in my side, I get it out
Some want a pool and a penthouse
I just want my ancestors to get down
I just don't want them to feel let down
Pressure, pressure, builds
Pressure builds, pressure kills
Precious gems that I'm wearing
People die for in my motherland, so tell me
Do you love your neighbor?
I think I do!
It's hard to say, 'cause I don't know them
And do you think they love you back?
Probably not!
Oh okay, so do you trust them or not?
Hell no! La-la-la-la-la-la
Whoa, baby!
Think the walls are controlling me
Counting bodies on the floor, come and float with me
Somebody keep a pull on me
Got these magnets in the wall and the souls of me
Singing
(Aah, aah-ah-ah-ah)
I think it's funny that you fucked up
Lying next to photos of your family like
(Aah, aah-ah-ah-ah)
I think I need to cool off
Ice down, block it out, out, out
The main reason I
Don't really wanna die
Is because my momma worked so hard to get me where I am now
And I don't wanna let her down
So, I fixate on my crown and try to do my best
But at the same time, best ain't good enough always
I just got a check and I spent it on myself
Tell me momma, tell me daddy
Do that mean I go to hell?
'Cause the walls keep talking
And the corners start to grow
Feel 'em growling in my ear saying all they wanna know is
Do you love your neighbor?
I think I do!
It's hard to say 'cause I don't know them
And do you think they love you back?
Probably not!
Oh okay, so do you trust them or not?
Hell no! La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Whoa, baby!
Think the walls are controlling me
Counting bodies on the floor, come and float with me
Somebody keep a pull on me
Got these magnets in the wall and the souls of me
Singing
(Aah, aah-ah-ah-ah)
I think it's funny that you fucked up
Lying next to photos of your family like
(Aah, aah-ah-ah-ah)
I think I need to cool off
Ice down, block it out, out, out, out