Tokyo Files

Текст песни Earthgang - Tokyo Files

And damn I miss them-

I keep tellin' myself this ain't a movie
Reality recently got so many parts to it
It's hard to sit all through it
Two hits of this and my point vision get all screwy

Man, that bitch a thing, she the ice mixed in with a star Buick
Block jumpin' like a '84 car loop
It's blocks full of Newtons, but they paint 'em all nuisance

Traumatized, seen 'em shot 'til he stop movin'
Late at night, I might lose it
Need my women therapeutic

Man, this is Call of Duty outside your park
Nigga, go grab the kids, Tay-Tay, bring me the choppa
Against my windowpane, this ain't no Janis Joplin
You know 'bout my aim, he the one callin' shots

I know half of y'all don't believe in nothin'
The other half can't find they-self but still believe in Satan
Screamin', "Lord, save us", but he like
"Who believe in waitin'? Who really been waitin'?"

Man, say, why yo' wack shit be the conversation sparker?
Man, I miss them days trapped in them VCRs
All my niggas Jesus in the hood, ain't no lawyers
Say, damn, I miss them days trapped in them VCRs

Every day as cinematic as my benefactors
And as the bitches that be callin' sick and skippin' class
And the ones that's slippin' xans in niggas' glasses, just to see what happens
Got you fuckin' spazzin', like you huntin' wabbits

Young and brash, and unabashed, and overcast, and undermatched
The thunder crashed? My first reaction is to try and catch it
When I die, bury my body, but set fire to my head
Until the day I'm fuckin' dead, then leave me to my fuckin' habits

Ambu-ambulance alarm clocks, every night's a storm watch
And everybody scared of where the floorboards stop
12 pull up on you in them unmarked cars
And you can yell, if you wanted, them reports not ours

Man, say, why yo' wack shit be the conversation sparker?
Man, I miss them days trapped in them VCRs
All my niggas Jesus in the hood, ain't no lawyers
Say, damn, I miss them days trapped in them VCRs

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