Seph Nomad - Turnover lyrics
[Seph Nomad - Turnover lyrics]
I might be going insane i think I'm lame
But my crippling depression says I'm great
Okay man bake me a cake
Fill it with whiskey, pills
Pieces of some broken glass windows
For a little pain from a shard or pane
Game can be arranged
If your bitch would be my queen
Sex could be her breakfast
My dick could be her Jimmy Dean
Peep my mean lean -ing
On this corner block square
Lookin' at these fucks like
"don't come 'round here" pass a beer deer
I'm a hunter tryna kill
Some scummy rougher uppers
Money couldn't buy me out just put
Me in a nice house so it won't bother you
Or sucker punch you my dude
But if this beef is
Serious I'll ostracize you
Til your head gone delirious
I'm merely sitting
Searching for some meaning
I'm drinking up the Merlin magic
Why you faggots sit and eating
Money tone phone won't get you floating up
On the upper echelon, play my song
And I threw up cuz it's weird for it to go
The other way down my system
Eyes stuck in visions demons and Angels
Fighting while God debated suicide
And zombies on their horses
Riding to the end of days
Nobody says the truth is crazy
My mind makes manifesting lazy
Behind me is seven billion people, waiting
Seph is for the cause
The clause is about over
I eat the bad fruit only in a Turnover
Maybe I'll turnover to the other side
I'm just waiting here looking for a sign
But my crippling depression says I'm great
Okay man bake me a cake
Fill it with whiskey, pills
Pieces of some broken glass windows
For a little pain from a shard or pane
Game can be arranged
If your bitch would be my queen
Sex could be her breakfast
My dick could be her Jimmy Dean
Peep my mean lean -ing
On this corner block square
Lookin' at these fucks like
"don't come 'round here" pass a beer deer
I'm a hunter tryna kill
Some scummy rougher uppers
Money couldn't buy me out just put
Me in a nice house so it won't bother you
Or sucker punch you my dude
But if this beef is
Serious I'll ostracize you
Til your head gone delirious
I'm merely sitting
Searching for some meaning
I'm drinking up the Merlin magic
Why you faggots sit and eating
Money tone phone won't get you floating up
On the upper echelon, play my song
And I threw up cuz it's weird for it to go
The other way down my system
Eyes stuck in visions demons and Angels
Fighting while God debated suicide
And zombies on their horses
Riding to the end of days
Nobody says the truth is crazy
My mind makes manifesting lazy
Behind me is seven billion people, waiting
Seph is for the cause
The clause is about over
I eat the bad fruit only in a Turnover
Maybe I'll turnover to the other side
I'm just waiting here looking for a sign