BLESS x SHAHMEN - California is Cold Writing Session x (edit) | Текст песни

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It's growing, growing, heart's still unfolding
High into the heavens, where my head it keep floating
Floating, if I'm not loaded I'm loading
Up my shotgun to blow a hole up in the old me
That well has run dry, looking get a nosebleed
Wonder why I walked around with pockets full of posy
Ashes, ashes, hit it till it cashes
And start to freestyle as if I just licked some acid
Kill my favorite rappers in a room covered in plastic
And make these other suckers feel lucky they get their ass kicked
Enough about my passions, I'm past them
Imagine, there's really treasure hidden in the trashcan
Rich become homeless, Roman, the coldest
Parts of the California coast
It's ghostly mostly, hearts turn to sharks and the smart get lonely
I'll make it by myself before I make it with phonies
I hopped off the boat and a brother kept floating
At times I lose my drive, but I know where I'm going
Going, life's short, hear the time tick
Know it's out there, hope I find it
Diamond, while I was in the dirt coal mining
Like it took a long time, but perfect timing
Uh, I'm trying to just find it
Looking for the next word and wonder where my mind went
Uh, I'm lost in the same old
Looking at my heart and then I fill in all the painhole
Cut it out, never been no angel
But not a demon, though the horns cut to halos, heyo
What you be though, heyo

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