boulevard ft. Loop Faction Lyrics

What you mean you haven't read the scripture

Jotting frees tryna paint a picture

Know what you need because it rests within ya

And I can feel the stress dripping off of ya back hows that

Rearrange and retract , DNA in the background

Im claiming it back, bad days and a black cloud

Fights til he taps out

The sagas of a small fry

Battling it out he tries to grapple with his foresight

Of course I

Know that when the poor guy left

He was entering a mess he couldn't ever of expected

The depth of adventure

He'd wrestle with the truth

In a cesspit neglecting the essence of his youth

Thats a sentimental clue

So don't spin it around

Grey days he'd mainly spend in his house

Jus pressing buttons tryna figure it out

Its all linear

He don't sleep much

Fish scale smell like vinegar

Telling tales of a little frail faced idiot

The lamest of losers still ingrained in his syllabus

The plot, guess he lost that

Crops yes he got that

Manifested mania in-balanced where his cogs at

Space where the fog sat, a blemish in the sunset

One sec I aint even said he isn't done yet

The cusp, death threats written in blood

Aim for the sun he aint giving it up

We simply counteracting everything you thought was true

Staring at the stars n moon then I thought of you

Sorta blue sought for truth on the morning dew

Sun kissed conundrum at one with this sunken view

We simply counteracting everything you thought was true

Staring at the stars n moon then I thought of you

Sorta blue sought for truth on the morning dew

Sun kissed conundrum at one with this sunken view

I came to revel in a sense of celebration

How you gonna vent if you aint got no ventilation

I been on the mend but lately feel like elevating

Into something greater than myself it feels amazing

So cool down kid, whats your prerogative

Understand your privilege if your blessed with a lot it

If not, put a sock in it im bored of you late bloomers

Same dudes, different shoes n the same rumours

It aint true well maybe it might be

You guys as shady as a grey day

A high speed escape in a pipe dream

Your chasing the hype whilst we aiming at heights high chasing the light beams, I

Like to write rhymes that might make your eyes bleed, five

Diffferent types of white powder in ya ice cream, Im

Only kidding less you like getting highly high

Five dips n fried chicken its a Friday night

We simply counteracting everything you thought was true

Staring at the stars n moon then I thought of you

Sorta blue sought for truth on the morning dew

Sun kissed conundrum at one with this sunken view.

We simply counteracting everything you thought was true

Staring at the stars n moon then I thought of you

Sorta blue sought for truth on the morning dew

Sun kissed conundrum at one with this sunken view.