Fliptrix - The Essence lyrics

[Fliptrix - The Essence lyrics]

I gotta pardon you, what
Tryna say life is a path to a box
Am I guessing Armageddon just
Tarnished the rock
Regardless it spins dance or plot
Try heal the pain like Arnica does
But when that don't, yeah, hard liquor does
I said hard liquor does
They say that the come down's
Part of the buzz
It's self destructive at the
Heart of the rush we all want a person to
Love, person to trust, person to jump
Over hurdles with us and
I've found that person
I'm certain it's love
I ain't gonna stay searching
Or yearning with lust
While clutching a pain that remains in my gut
How can I do that? Brain would erupt
Gotta live life till my frame won't budge


How can I look down when I gotta aim up?
Like jet planes heading into
Space from a crust
Face of the man in the seat stays fearless
Vacate the mainstream, stay with the realness
Do this for life, no mistake I'm serious

Like a blade in the heart in the dark
Put fear in us
Creeping nearly, rearing near to us
Breaths on my neck feel sheer mysterious
Here's turned weird they can
Feel the eeriness sound of the voiceless
I dream they're hearing us
I dream they're here with an open ear for us
Downed like vodka
Things ain't as clear as it
Yet I'm watching fearless, life's mysterious
Holding tight to the wheel
That's steering it
Ain't nuttin' like me, ain't nuttin' like you
Cause everybody's different
Gotta stay clued to the instincts
We could all die in an instant
Won't live life as a prisoner
Rival the system
Lips speak code on the phone that's wisdom
Men are getting tapped like spliff ends
Burning the candle at both ends drifting

So I'm pissed with the piff and
A Rizla with griz in
Missing the days when we were just kids and
Man it's all so far from this
What happened to fun without drugs
And how come everyone fucks but don't love
And why man's gotta be acting unjust
When they ain't nothing more than
A man that just fronts got the flows robust
When I open it up cold blood thrown up
On the road froze up no luck got stuck
So what I'm cut like blunts with the punk
No trust that's us clutch rough to the stuff
That makes us fucked see facts face up
In the rat race bruv, bust traps trace back
To the place now dust
Burnt down to the ground
Whilst trying to build up

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