I know i know i know
Sit back just see how the night goes
Gift wrapped little green in a tight roll
So it burns slow, let it burn slow
Burn slower than japenese incense
Hes whack and too intense but he catch a few sentences out of thin air, the ether
Like im stillmatic still the baddest not nassir jones, with a tragic habit I jackrabbit the back of a bad
I pull dressed like an addict, and im an addict too
Taking sabbatical from getting whacked on the patio
To hide in the hills amongst the trees and church yoga
Confide in pills so now the breeze even hurts sober
But im a slow burner
I know the key to my problem is to sit back and let it happen all over me
So im pill popping while I smoke and drink
Try enjoy it tonight while I think this is probably where the body's buried
Anyway
Burn slow with me
Ive been penny wise since before clowns
Popped up from the gutter
Hocked up something butter soft
To whip the cream with
Coffee, eggs, milk, cheese, bread
A list of things I cant afford but need yes
Best believe stress isn't free bet
I spend three cheques on the relief
So i work for weed, dex, speed, ket
Rest in peace to jimmy d bless
You know im tryna cut down
And I got girl just like you wanted now
Let the centrelink debt fester
The best jesters in the kings dress
Make light of all the things that give my father heart problems
F*ck if imma start groveling
And it wont be dark for much longer
We can watch the sun rise over the pond near your place
Ill release my first tape
And we'll celebrate
Get our money straight it'll just take a little time
We'll have cheese and wine and feel the breeze blow through trees
And feel the sand on our feet at the beach
And we will see each other come and leave from jobs we actually want
Sat by the pond
Slowly burning our skin and the trees in the blunt
As the seasons move on
We stay still as the sun keeps us spinning and warm
The beginning its dawn
Im still catching the bus
But my soul is so golden just thinking bout us
Burning slowly, and happily turning to dust
California Street Collective - Burn Slow Lyrics
California Street Collective - Burn Slow Lyrics
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I know i know i know
Sit back just see how the night goes
Gift wrapped little green in a tight roll
So it burns slow, let it burn slow
Burn slower than japenese incense
Hes whack and too intense but he catch a few sentences out of thin air, the ether
Like im stillmatic still the baddest not nassir jones, with a tragic habit I jackrabbit the back of a bad
I pull dressed like an addict, and im an addict too
Taking sabbatical from getting whacked on the patio
To hide in the hills amongst the trees and church yoga
Confide in pills so now the breeze even hurts sober
But im a slow burner
I know the key to my problem is to sit back and let it happen all over me
So im pill popping while I smoke and drink
Try enjoy it tonight while I think this is probably where the body's buried
Anyway
Burn slow with me
Ive been penny wise since before clowns
Popped up from the gutter
Hocked up something butter soft
To whip the cream with
Coffee, eggs, milk, cheese, bread
A list of things I cant afford but need yes
Best believe stress isn't free bet
I spend three cheques on the relief
So i work for weed, dex, speed, ket
Rest in peace to jimmy d bless
You know im tryna cut down
And I got girl just like you wanted now
Let the centrelink debt fester
The best jesters in the kings dress
Make light of all the things that give my father heart problems
F*ck if imma start groveling
And it wont be dark for much longer
We can watch the sun rise over the pond near your place
Ill release my first tape
And we'll celebrate
Get our money straight it'll just take a little time
We'll have cheese and wine and feel the breeze blow through trees
And feel the sand on our feet at the beach
And we will see each other come and leave from jobs we actually want
Sat by the pond
Slowly burning our skin and the trees in the blunt
As the seasons move on
We stay still as the sun keeps us spinning and warm
The beginning its dawn
Im still catching the bus
But my soul is so golden just thinking bout us
Burning slowly, and happily turning to dust
Sit back just see how the night goes
Gift wrapped little green in a tight roll
So it burns slow, let it burn slow
Burn slower than japenese incense
Hes whack and too intense but he catch a few sentences out of thin air, the ether
Like im stillmatic still the baddest not nassir jones, with a tragic habit I jackrabbit the back of a bad
I pull dressed like an addict, and im an addict too
Taking sabbatical from getting whacked on the patio
To hide in the hills amongst the trees and church yoga
Confide in pills so now the breeze even hurts sober
But im a slow burner
I know the key to my problem is to sit back and let it happen all over me
So im pill popping while I smoke and drink
Try enjoy it tonight while I think this is probably where the body's buried
Anyway
Burn slow with me
Ive been penny wise since before clowns
Popped up from the gutter
Hocked up something butter soft
To whip the cream with
Coffee, eggs, milk, cheese, bread
A list of things I cant afford but need yes
Best believe stress isn't free bet
I spend three cheques on the relief
So i work for weed, dex, speed, ket
Rest in peace to jimmy d bless
You know im tryna cut down
And I got girl just like you wanted now
Let the centrelink debt fester
The best jesters in the kings dress
Make light of all the things that give my father heart problems
F*ck if imma start groveling
And it wont be dark for much longer
We can watch the sun rise over the pond near your place
Ill release my first tape
And we'll celebrate
Get our money straight it'll just take a little time
We'll have cheese and wine and feel the breeze blow through trees
And feel the sand on our feet at the beach
And we will see each other come and leave from jobs we actually want
Sat by the pond
Slowly burning our skin and the trees in the blunt
As the seasons move on
We stay still as the sun keeps us spinning and warm
The beginning its dawn
Im still catching the bus
But my soul is so golden just thinking bout us
Burning slowly, and happily turning to dust
Writer: Matthew Warren
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