
The Departed Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
(Yeah)
(Uh)
Been here all along
So I just retribute the calm
Browsin' through the psalms
I'm askin' why'd I put you on
Why one sided stones
Will never see the light of day
But I was born to be alone
Don't need no one to stay
Throw me now into the masses
Ain't no promenade
Floatin' down when shit get tragic
Gotta get away
I educate n' then address
The bittersweet exonerates
Then focus on what is surreal
To reach the teal n' dig a grave
Correlatin' deviations
That are demonstrative
Throw your hands up aimless
To remember what this came with
Cordial patience, since awakened
Detonated basis
Emphasis on what's erased n'
What's asphyxiated
Discretion on the matter
Morphed with different plaster
Gave her hours all my power
No forever after (Aye)
No dynamic with the crashes
Ain't no time in Calabasas
I can't stay, I need a break
No need for fuckin' dashes
The symphonies are bittersweet
Fuck it now it's c'est la vie
Can't reflect the symmetry
Keep your voice up on repeat
Even though yo' bashin' me n'
Tell your friends you're glad that we
Disregarded the repugnance
While we both showin' our teeth
Give no fucks, pardon my French
I lost my touch with common sense
Succumbed to all the cheap expense
Of apprehensive detriment
Advancin' with the passion
Like I'm Christ with seasonal advent
Can't say that I am heaven-sent
I saw it in the estimate
But I was drenched in excellence
So she swallow my excrements
I was way too intelligent
For better sense n' predicates
The predecessors n' the present tense
What else can you expect
The only shit I share, but in you
I will not invest
No progression, my confession
Been detestin' n' selective
With the presence of a mention
Ain't no future, not the Jetsons
I'm digressin' with impression
That the sentence is a message
With a topic that is relished
In the session bid the question
Ain't no time for second guessin'
We brush off the discretion
Concession fo' the stand
That don't collapse when it is reckoned
You know my ways are wrecked
Couldn't break me like a record
For the record, you won't hear me out
I'll make some fuckin' records