Soul Khan, Akie Bermiss, Arthur Lewis, Nicholas Ryan Gant - Van Gelder lyrics

Akie Bermiss
Arthur Lewis and Nicholas Ryan Grant
I stayed awake 'til my mission became
A mosaic of blood on my wall
Then i reawakened amazed that it faded
Faded to nothing at all it said
We're gonna run through the
Streets with torches
Of burning tabloid magazines
Then maybe one day we'll rebuild the real
From shreds of exploited fantasies

Free bird, never meddle with the poultry
Shine too bright
Better get a pair of Oakley's
Got heart like a sentimental oak tree
Son sold horse til they sent him to the Pokey

Some count sheep just to get
A little mo' sleep
I only do it for the benefit of bo peep
My killa tape's worth more
Than your real estate
I kill a snake with the
Venom in it's own teeth

Smooth like the new lou rawls
But they wanna see ratchets
And them Youtube brawls
If you feel what I feel like a voodoo doll
Then tiny dancer, let me take your tutu off

One touch from the wushu claw
Would probably turn these dumb fucks
Into moo shu sauce
It's a wonderful life until
You're under the ice
I'm just here to find the
Medicine for zuzu's cough

I stayed awake 'til my mission became
A mosaic of blood on my wall
Then i reawakened amazed that it faded
Faded to nothing at all it said
We're gonna run through the
Streets with torches
Of burning tabloid magazines
Then maybe one day we'll rebuild the real
From shreds of exploited fantasies

Oh, no no don't blame me
I'm just a mild mannered bystander
Hummin like do remi
You sellin showcase dreams
I'm helpin old ladies
So if Jimmy needs a kidney i'mma donate three

But i only got two of them
So that means you and them
Probably gon' be losing them
Switch up my pseudonym
Son of jerusalem's diaspora
Tap thoughts back to louisville with
That bat of aluminum

Tiptoe on the top of a thin rope
Between what is en vogue and
Shit for my kinfolk
Never had trouble getting honeys to disrobe
The flag on my pistol
Says y'all getting rickrolled

Can y'all put the coke down?
The spirit's in the stones
I'm the talk of the ghost town
We are hope seekers
Walking through a river of
Blood with no sneakers

And we're lost in the foreground
You're looking right at us
Acting like a maybach passing by
An old dodge stratus hey yo
We're live from the nation of the baddest
The angelina and the braddest
And we smile through the sadness

I stayed awake 'til my mission became
A mosaic of blood on my wall
Then i reawakened amazed that it faded
Faded to nothing at all it said
We're gonna run through the
Streets with torches
Of burning tabloid magazines
Then maybe one day we'll rebuild the real
From shreds of exploited fantasies