Zelooperz - Triple Beams Dreams lyrics
[Zelooperz - Triple Beams Dreams lyrics]
Francis Bacon: " studio
It would be absolutely impossible for me"
Interviewer: "Why do you think that is?"
Francis Bacon: "Uh, no idea, chaos for me
Breeds images"
Should've told a lie
But I'd rather keep it real
I be to rap what key be to lock
He whip the paint, like he beat the pot
She quick to faint, and he eat the box
He seek the bank
My name see, he's in the lot
Love me or not, I'll bleed out the block
Coulda re-rocked the rocks still
With me or not
But what it all really mean?
Going through hell fall asleep off a bean
The light everybody fiends
What they really want from a nigga like me
Couldn't relate to my peers
Now they all asking how can I see
You ain't got it like me
Thinkin' bout my dad
Having triple beams dreams
Days I ain't eat, quit the theatrics
You know why I'm here
Thats my baby pediatrics pedal to the metal
Hands blacker than a blacksmith's
Just blew a backwood, just because I
Hysterical laughter, grew up 'round Casper
Broken homes, so you strong
Hood'll leave you shattered
Everybody trappin', thought I was trapped in
All I know is how to break
It down when the bag in
But what it all really mean?
Going through hell fall asleep off a bean
The light everybody fiends
What they really want from a nigga like me
Couldn't relate to my peers
Now they all asking how can I see
You ain't got it like me
Thinkin' bout my dad
Having triple beams dreams
It would be absolutely impossible for me"
Interviewer: "Why do you think that is?"
Francis Bacon: "Uh, no idea, chaos for me
Breeds images"
Should've told a lie
But I'd rather keep it real
I be to rap what key be to lock
He whip the paint, like he beat the pot
She quick to faint, and he eat the box
He seek the bank
My name see, he's in the lot
Love me or not, I'll bleed out the block
Coulda re-rocked the rocks still
With me or not
But what it all really mean?
Going through hell fall asleep off a bean
The light everybody fiends
What they really want from a nigga like me
Couldn't relate to my peers
Now they all asking how can I see
You ain't got it like me
Thinkin' bout my dad
Having triple beams dreams
Days I ain't eat, quit the theatrics
You know why I'm here
Thats my baby pediatrics pedal to the metal
Hands blacker than a blacksmith's
Just blew a backwood, just because I
Hysterical laughter, grew up 'round Casper
Broken homes, so you strong
Hood'll leave you shattered
Everybody trappin', thought I was trapped in
All I know is how to break
It down when the bag in
But what it all really mean?
Going through hell fall asleep off a bean
The light everybody fiends
What they really want from a nigga like me
Couldn't relate to my peers
Now they all asking how can I see
You ain't got it like me
Thinkin' bout my dad
Having triple beams dreams