Raja Blah - Revolving Around | Текст песни

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Revolving Around, revolving around

Revolving around redundance and oxymorons,
Solving with sound some more beats that get you floored on,
The ground, imported from lands so exotic,
Structured like an onyx crystalizing suckers logic,

Got the next project you don’t even want to stop it
Talked through a slew of topics but all you do is drop hints,
Instead of focusing on further development,
Nothing’s irrelevant, make sure to check the sentiments,

At the door, ask for more if you got shorted,
Life’s too short to sort shit out without the sort of,
Peace and tranquility leave the instability
Still the thrill instilled in me so I can’t stop spittin’ these

Verses and singing these hooks, smooth like serpents
Flirting with death is something I stopped observing,
Because I realized that life’s never perfect,
It’s all the imperfections that make everything worth it

Revolving around, revolving around

No we’re not alone all together, just different time zones
Different weather, different skin but all clever,
to what’s happening, sitting on thin ice,
the cold isn’t so nice, forced to swim my whole life,

in freezing waters, but now the shit’s getting hotter,
and stretching in my general direction so I solder,
connecting elements like big bangs and theories
big fangs won’t get you to the meat so get from near me,

retrospectively forget regrets left in me,
cause holding the past is never the best weaponry,
it’s like that thin ice that I was mentioning today
you never know when you’ll break through until it’s too late

that’s why break-trough’s shouldn’t be through ice,
and everything you do you shouldn’t have to think twice,
so go with it, because it’s the flow, you know just open it,
so I spit reality, you just sold some shit

Revolving around, revolving around

So what you’re telling me is the shit they’re selling me,
isn’t truth? It’s just a spoof comedy sketch
That’s meant to take our eyes off the prize, and what’s left
after that’s enough to get you feelin straight stressed,

stealing wealths of gold, melt it into paper notes,
sinking boats of hope when we know that hope floats,
makin’ back doors open when I got the source open,
writing scores of notes, I wrote ‘em like Beethoven

or stole em’ from LP’s, we’re not stealing these,
breathing new life in to them just like Jesus
reliving sweet rhythms everything to please us
don’t think the person next to you don’t need touch

my steez is simple, sticking sick instrumentals,
With Abstract elemental lyrical essentials,
you’re feeling it then simple, move the feet you’re into,
get into the beat as if it were your last tempo