Blue Sky Black Death, Nacho Picasso - Staring At The Sun lyrics
[Blue Sky Black Death, Nacho Picasso - Staring At The Sun lyrics]
I'm too high to be, sometimes I get anxiety
It got me thinkin' everybody's
Tryna lie to me i'm a condor
These niggas ain't that fly to me
I guess they need weak niggas for variety
She can't rely on me but she
Can come and lie on me
She whind and grind on me then
She wine and dinin' me
She know any minute niggas
Should be signing me
With this economy she's just tryna
Be kind to me hit a couple corners but
Trouble kept finding me
Nacho Picasso, yea damn right
I'm tryin' to be
The hottest MC out here since '93
They told me that the game was locked
I couldn't find the key
I popped up in a race right behind the lead
Smoking Barrel Hampson stead and
A bag of weed throw your daiquiri at me
I'll grab your weave
I always got a couple tricks
Up a tatted sleeve
All these dull ass niggas
Tryna steal my shine
Plus these boppin' ass bitches
Tryna steal my time
They said don't stare at the sun
Cause I might go blind
But, I'mma stare at the sun
'til that light don't shine
All these cold ass niggas
Tryna steal my shine
Plus these boppin' ass bitches
Tryna steal my time
They said don't stare at the sun
Cause I might go blind
But, I'mma stare at the sun
'til that light don't shine
Hmm, gee wilikers fucked a bitch so bad
I had to steal her purse
Your emotions playin' rugby
Get your feelings hurt
And the teachers couldn't reach
Us like ceiling dirt
Flow so sick, might need a nurse
I know you met some bad apples
Might be the worst we in the car coughin'
We don't need a hearse
With all this fucking ink on us
We don't need a shirt fuck your day job
I promise we won't need to work
I got a dyke bitch who
Put in Queen Latifah work
She'll get the light switch and squeeze
It 'til her finger hurt
Everybody got an angle, you feel me Kurt?
You'll get choked out and strangled
And filled with earth
Spent my Sunday's throwing up
I ain't go to church
But, I pray every night cause
I know I'm cursed
And I could never sell my soul
Cause I know it's worth
It got me thinkin' everybody's
Tryna lie to me i'm a condor
These niggas ain't that fly to me
I guess they need weak niggas for variety
She can't rely on me but she
Can come and lie on me
She whind and grind on me then
She wine and dinin' me
She know any minute niggas
Should be signing me
With this economy she's just tryna
Be kind to me hit a couple corners but
Trouble kept finding me
Nacho Picasso, yea damn right
I'm tryin' to be
The hottest MC out here since '93
They told me that the game was locked
I couldn't find the key
I popped up in a race right behind the lead
Smoking Barrel Hampson stead and
A bag of weed throw your daiquiri at me
I'll grab your weave
I always got a couple tricks
Up a tatted sleeve
All these dull ass niggas
Tryna steal my shine
Plus these boppin' ass bitches
Tryna steal my time
They said don't stare at the sun
Cause I might go blind
But, I'mma stare at the sun
'til that light don't shine
All these cold ass niggas
Tryna steal my shine
Plus these boppin' ass bitches
Tryna steal my time
They said don't stare at the sun
Cause I might go blind
But, I'mma stare at the sun
'til that light don't shine
Hmm, gee wilikers fucked a bitch so bad
I had to steal her purse
Your emotions playin' rugby
Get your feelings hurt
And the teachers couldn't reach
Us like ceiling dirt
Flow so sick, might need a nurse
I know you met some bad apples
Might be the worst we in the car coughin'
We don't need a hearse
With all this fucking ink on us
We don't need a shirt fuck your day job
I promise we won't need to work
I got a dyke bitch who
Put in Queen Latifah work
She'll get the light switch and squeeze
It 'til her finger hurt
Everybody got an angle, you feel me Kurt?
You'll get choked out and strangled
And filled with earth
Spent my Sunday's throwing up
I ain't go to church
But, I pray every night cause
I know I'm cursed
And I could never sell my soul
Cause I know it's worth