Top Songs By Wishbonee
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tarrence Smith
Songwriter
Lyrics
We are, five feet three nine inches above the deep
Seeking answers in a pamper the key is inside of me
Blind don't speak, lest they teaching you bout da sheep
And how they color changed and color shamed negus ain't that a beech
We are, five foot eight reminiscing about the day
I took the seeds from out of me now I'm eating the karma cake
(Pop pop) wait, I didn't even finish my plate
The cup still overflowing blowing the candles now it's too late
We are, five feet three nine inches above the deep
Seeking answers in a pamper the key is inside of me
Blind don't speak, lest they teaching you bout da sheep
And how they color changed and color shamed negus ain't that a beech
We are, five foot eight reminiscing about the day
I took the seeds from out of me now I'm eating the karma cake
(Pop pop) wait, I didn't even finish my plate
The cup still overflowing blowing the candles now it's too late
We are, miraculous disastrous murdering healing activists
Though people say they love us they couldn't help us get pass the shit
Inside the brain where pain running rampant inside ya vein
Though u feeling shit will get better you never committed change
The chains, wrapped up extorting the flesh and the seven voices
Inside of yo oblongata done told you the world is poison
Now pimping, limping, and skimping done made it's way to reality
Thinking that I'm the problem when tryna help got you mad at me
We are, five feet three nine inches above the deep
Seeking answers in a pamper the key is inside of me
Blind don't speak, lest they teaching you bout da sheep
And how they color changed and color shamed negus ain't that a beech
We are, five foot eight reminiscing about the day
I took the seeds from out of me now I'm eating the karma cake
(Pop pop) wait, I didn't even finish my plate
The cup still overflowing blowing the candles now it's too late
We are, five feet three nine inches above the deep
Seeking answers in a pamper the key is inside of me
Blind don't speak, lest they teaching you bout da sheep
And how they color changed and color shamed negus ain't that a beech
We are, five foot eight reminiscing about the day
I took the seeds from out of me now I'm eating the karma cake
(Pop pop) wait, I didn't even finish my plate
The cup still overflowing blowing the candles now it's too late
We are, politicians politicking on shit that don't matter
Like a rappers new relationship or Caitlyn Jenner's bladder
We are, the chosen seed this poetry i noticed you now notice me
When lookin in the mirror shit get clearer than my potency
Rosaries, was meant to protect yet devils notice me
I guess it's all in grave and engraved and emotions rotary
We are, here for just a second yet that second is forever
Like the reverend said in '72, lets stay together
We are, five feet three nine inches above the deep
Seeking answers in a pamper the key is inside of me
Blind don't speak, lest they teaching you bout da sheep
And how they color changed and color shamed negus ain't that a beech
We are, five foot eight reminiscing about the day
I took the seeds from out of me now I'm eating the karma cake
(Pop pop) wait, I didn't even finish my plate
The cup still overflowing blowing the candles now it's too late
We are, five feet three nine inches above the deep
Seeking answers in a pamper the key is inside of me
Blind don't speak, lest they teaching you bout da sheep
And how they color changed and color shamed negus ain't that a beech
We are, five foot eight reminiscing about the day
I took the seeds from out of me now I'm eating the karma cake
(Pop pop) wait, I didn't even finish my plate
The cup still overflowing blowing the candles now it's too late
We are, intelligent and relatives wondering what perspective is
I never understood It I over-stood with the weapon slip
One and the same now his blood upon my hands
Running down yo family tree as the murderer for revenge
Killing each other kill a brother then kill again
Looking at it from this angle we killing ourselves within
Blind don't speak, walking with em to fall in sin
I meant sand but either way we been slipping like Jeremy Lin
Five feet three - nine inches above the deep
Seeking answers with a lantern beginning this odyssey
Minds gon leak, reminiscing about the week
That's bout to come it might be fun watching dynasties notice me
Five ft eight reminiscing about the date, reminiscing about
Writer(s): Tarrence Smith
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