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Dyl the Killsmith - Chem Trail (feat. Tristan Wunder) Lyrics




Well I'm
Staring at a sea of clouds
Bird's eye view I'm always looking down
So far away from my little town
Big dreams keep my feet from touching ground
Lost and found
My heart in a dark place
Threw some gas up in it just to spark the flame
In the past ran fast numb it Lidocaine
Now from ass, cash and facts I'm livin' brighter days
Getting' high in planes
Tell 'em keep the change
Never have enough of that
Unless you got the name
Dyl the kill, the proof that real
Motherfukers like myself can run it toe to heel
Fingers still
Steadily working 'em to the bone
Wrote this on my phone as I'm switching time zones
Left my heart in Texas cause I keep it at my home
But I always stay equipped like a dog got my bone
To each his own
You needing more
I'm needing less
It always be so simple why they make it complex
Take a deep breathe
Get some space to breath
Smell the fresh roses
Feel the cool breeze
Toes in the sand, Kissed by the sun
As well as pretty young things opposite of nuns
Soul burn brighter than the solar sun
Age of Aquarius has begun
Rivers run
To and fro like a sine, wave
Waitin' for my cue on the side, stage
From my point of view we align, babe
You can be my news till we find, it fake

Look up In the sky reminiscing on the memories
Hour glass time tickin' please
Don't let my mind
Get lost in the time
I spent writing rhymes and
Spittin' all these soliloquy's
I gotta refine the way I feel
Prolly catch a murder case
With all the time I kill for real
Man you niggas not real
Let's rewind the footage man let's check the reel
See they say that if your line low
The only way the mine blow is if you step on it
So the only way the time go
A nigga prolly by a Rolex just because I slept on it
Taking my steps and making sure they correct
No missteps in my movement I gotta be direct
With the lines that I'm kickin' so you can intercept
The vibes man this shit really comin' from the forbidden text
Really I'm here to debt collect
God lil nephew you niggas neck to neck
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Well I'm
Staring at a sea of clouds
Bird's eye view I'm always looking down
So far away from my little town
Big dreams keep my feet from touching ground
Lost and found
My heart in a dark place
Threw some gas up in it just to spark the flame
In the past ran fast numb it Lidocaine
Now from ass, cash and facts I'm livin' brighter days
Getting' high in planes
Tell 'em keep the change
Never have enough of that
Unless you got the name
Dyl the kill, the proof that real
Motherfukers like myself can run it toe to heel
Fingers still
Steadily working 'em to the bone
Wrote this on my phone as I'm switching time zones
Left my heart in Texas cause I keep it at my home
But I always stay equipped like a dog got my bone
To each his own
You needing more
I'm needing less
It always be so simple why they make it complex
Take a deep breathe
Get some space to breath
Smell the fresh roses
Feel the cool breeze
Toes in the sand, Kissed by the sun
As well as pretty young things opposite of nuns
Soul burn brighter than the solar sun
Age of Aquarius has begun
Rivers run
To and fro like a sine, wave
Waitin' for my cue on the side, stage
From my point of view we align, babe
You can be my news till we find, it fake

Look up In the sky reminiscing on the memories
Hour glass time tickin' please
Don't let my mind
Get lost in the time
I spent writing rhymes and
Spittin' all these soliloquy's
I gotta refine the way I feel
Prolly catch a murder case
With all the time I kill for real
Man you niggas not real
Let's rewind the footage man let's check the reel
See they say that if your line low
The only way the mine blow is if you step on it
So the only way the time go
A nigga prolly by a Rolex just because I slept on it
Taking my steps and making sure they correct
No missteps in my movement I gotta be direct
With the lines that I'm kickin' so you can intercept
The vibes man this shit really comin' from the forbidden text
Really I'm here to debt collect
God lil nephew you niggas neck to neck
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Writer: Dylan Smith, Tristian Moreland
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