BANKS, Steelz - Anything But Words lyrics
BANKS [Jillian Rose Banks] Orange County, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[BANKS, Steelz - Anything But Words lyrics]
Brave on this green earth
But maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m wrong game on
Turn dreams to reality
The king of principality shines upon me
The holy spirit shadows me
I write songs for fun not for salary
Used to collect guns now the
Truth is my cavalry
But I gotta closet full just in case
The project pulls some wicked bullshit
My logistics is logical
Turn you back to molecules
Minuscule follicles then convert your brain
To subatomic particles
I breathe you in, I sneeze you out
You MC’s, you live in degrees of doubt
That’s why I swarm on your college dorm
Make knowledge born from the hood
To the cottage farm london to Russia
Eurasia to PRussia
The holy cities of it the east
The young shieks discuss us
Christ means crusher
We come along to usher the
Righteous way of life
It’d be most wise for the
Civilized man to trust us
On Bora Bora, we discuss the Torah
Then we travel across these
Lands like old explorers
I believe that someone can be
Brave on this green earth
But maybe I’m wrong, aim for the sun
Out in the freezing rain
I will stay on the streets all day
Until my cup runneth over
We always fight blind the light of our lives
My patience is waning
The scales have capsized
I read news full of glory
And there's pyres of files
Alight feeding mazes to the night sky
Sittin’ on a porch
Torching a stogie in the moonlight
Rockin’ back and forth in my chair
Contemplating life
Thinking where I went wrong
Where I went right
Was it a fast? Or a long life
From my calculation, everyday sensational
Every sense were stimulated, pains occasional
All praise is due to the father, the author
The supreme architect
The one with no partner
We give man the wisdom to be a gardner
Carpenter priest or warrior
King or you can be a scholar
Husband wife child mother brother
Sister or father
All these things the heart consists of
Keep the planet floating gigantic
Like atlantic ocean 7 ounces deflect, reject
All satanic notions we so elusive
I believe that someone can be
Brave on this green earth
But maybe I’m wrong, aim for the sun
Out in the freezing rain
I will stay on the streets all day
Until my cup runneth over runneth over
Runneth over runneth over
Now I see there’s some way to
Be free as a sea bird
And maybe I’m gone, straight for the sun
Out in the freezing rain
I will stay on the streets all day
Cause my cup runneth over