Big Baller B - Levitate lyrics
[Big Baller B - Levitate lyrics]
Ay, yuh it's Big Baller B
Back here with another freestyle
This one is gon' be over twenty one pilots'
"Levitate" alright, let's go
I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire, exhale desire
I know it's dire, my time today
I have these thoughts so often, I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Grrat
Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
(This is not rap, this is not hip-hop
Just another attempt to make the voices stop)
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve, my skin will scream
Reminding me of who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I could pull the steering wheel
I have these thoughts so often, I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Brr, ay, Big Baller B, ay, bars
I ponder of something terrifying
'Cause this time there's no
Sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of consistence
And it's that we're all battling fear
Oh dear, I don't know why we're here
Oh my, too deep - please stop thinking
I liked it better when my car had sound
There's things we can do
But from the things that work
There are only two
And three cheers to- oh, is the song over?
Oh, wait no, wait uh welcome to Trench
Pull up on yo' sister grrat
Pull up on yo' sister, ay
I'm the one who kissed her, ay big Baller B
Back here with another freestyle
This one is gon' be over twenty one pilots'
"Levitate" alright, let's go
I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire, exhale desire
I know it's dire, my time today
I have these thoughts so often, I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Grrat
Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it
(This is not rap, this is not hip-hop
Just another attempt to make the voices stop)
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve, my skin will scream
Reminding me of who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I could pull the steering wheel
I have these thoughts so often, I ought
To replace that slot with what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole my car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Brr, ay, Big Baller B, ay, bars
I ponder of something terrifying
'Cause this time there's no
Sound to hide behind
I find over the course of our human existence
One thing consists of consistence
And it's that we're all battling fear
Oh dear, I don't know why we're here
Oh my, too deep - please stop thinking
I liked it better when my car had sound
There's things we can do
But from the things that work
There are only two
And three cheers to- oh, is the song over?
Oh, wait no, wait uh welcome to Trench
Pull up on yo' sister grrat
Pull up on yo' sister, ay
I'm the one who kissed her, ay big Baller B