Buddha Lyrics

I think about my family and how long that theyll survive

The simple question why is said to stand the test of time

Me? I'm breathing air just fine the birds are tweeting going by

Though It's seeming like they're free as me with wings along their side

Crack a joke and pack a smoke she knows that she can ask to know

I'm bouncing left and back and forth I'm on a beat with sampled chords

Remove my head and cast and orb I'm storm in the fantastic four

A cry for help in scattered smoke won't rest relief to scanty crows

I'm floating like a Buddha monk

You trying but ain't doing much

I slide on beats with fluid funk

You sound like outta fluid trucks

I feel like I don't do a ton

I usually just ruin stuff

Am I coming through enough

Am I coming through enough

Am I coming through enough

Wonder if I'm coming through enough

The Buddha

Open up his eyes and see his cousins grow in size

There's not much he can do within his Cenozoic life

See I talk to me in dreams but he's the one that's showing signs

I been on the set of power rangers this shit mighty morphing time

Mama said I'm flowing nice

I'm in the air with open skies

No handlebars still rode the bike

Popped a wheelie floating high

I don't rhyme I poem scribe

I'm in the circus throwing knives

Grenade on top of toast I eat it hoping it explode inside

They bred me as a monster, in the castle brawl I'm throwing light

Buncha ill advice i had to build shit off my own designs

Prototypes alike and every crescent moon the code refines

Entites on speed dial, product of their node device

Don't you know I'm cold as ice

Don't you know I'm cold as ice

Don't you know I'm cold as ice

Yeah

Drop a third verse

This one gonna hurt worse

Sitting in a church service staring at a pervert

Lemme take it further

Eat you up like gerber

You just baby food to me

It's like I'm getting nurtured

Looking at my body I'm just an observer

I'm mechanically surpreme and i'm a quantum surfer

Aint no baddies at this thing we gotta hit the swerver

Get the fuck up outta this and hit the stu to murder

Mic get too hot there to hold you'll let it go with burnt nerves

And they say the game is smooth, slicker than an earth worm

Say they ain't deserve to die but why do we deserve birth

Say the weather getting hot but I'm still hearing hearing ber bers

The Big Mac is still a top 5 burger