Gasping for air, back to reality, slaving for salaries, NO
We can't be scared, take out the batteries, shut down the factories, YEA
For capitalism, my brothers in prison, the devil is driven, I match it's ambition, and use it against
Them, that's what I call -ism, man f*ck your religion, your scriptures are fiction, I'm out
I can give you these bars, but here is my heart
Please just don't tear it apart
HE is so good at his ART
Put that together that's HEART
I tell you white lies out of selfishness
You ignore me when I'm on that selfish shit
The D in my name stands for decadent
And that's what I get for my negligence
She loves me, she loves me more, and I love me not
Thought I had it all figured out when I lost your trust
That was God's way of saying don't get too comfortable
Thank you for staying here, and with that being said
Can you teach me how to love?
Can you teach me how to love?
(So uh, Kamus Leonardo I hear that you are the son of Sharon Elliott-Bynum. Man! I can only
Imagine that legacy. How is the pressure? (Uh) How do you deal with it? How are you able to
Manage? What do you do?)
Put this pressure on myself, so I'm the one to blame
I'm my only competition, word to Lil' Saint
I'm paranoid of my damn self, so who am I to judge?
Fed the world some false promises, now I'm building back trust
It's kind of hard being raised, in a web full of lies
Take you back to the time, the day that my momma died
My sister came in my room, at four o'clock in the morning
And asked if I had last words, I said 'wait what?' and turned over
And took my ass back to sleep, two seconds later I'm up
I run into her bedroom, my cousin Coota just weeps
And then she told me she's gone, I watch her vessel lay still
Her hand is cold as the snow, she activated my sheld
Angels
Can you teach me how to love?
I'm tired of our leaders being passive
90's Babies we up next, let's take some action
It's time for us to give love to the masses
Never stagnant, cause I strive to be proactive
Smooth, Organic, And Progressive, all y'all plastic
Brought my army and we here to wreck your castle
Automatic, Not stopping till' I see ashes
Peep the traffic. Main attraction. Making classics
That's called passion
That's called passion
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Gasping for air, back to reality, slaving for salaries, NO
We can't be scared, take out the batteries, shut down the factories, YEA
For capitalism, my brothers in prison, the devil is driven, I match it's ambition, and use it against
Them, that's what I call -ism, man f*ck your religion, your scriptures are fiction, I'm out
I can give you these bars, but here is my heart
Please just don't tear it apart
HE is so good at his ART
Put that together that's HEART
I tell you white lies out of selfishness
You ignore me when I'm on that selfish shit
The D in my name stands for decadent
And that's what I get for my negligence
She loves me, she loves me more, and I love me not
Thought I had it all figured out when I lost your trust
That was God's way of saying don't get too comfortable
Thank you for staying here, and with that being said
Can you teach me how to love?
Can you teach me how to love?
(So uh, Kamus Leonardo I hear that you are the son of Sharon Elliott-Bynum. Man! I can only
Imagine that legacy. How is the pressure? (Uh) How do you deal with it? How are you able to
Manage? What do you do?)
Put this pressure on myself, so I'm the one to blame
I'm my only competition, word to Lil' Saint
I'm paranoid of my damn self, so who am I to judge?
Fed the world some false promises, now I'm building back trust
It's kind of hard being raised, in a web full of lies
Take you back to the time, the day that my momma died
My sister came in my room, at four o'clock in the morning
And asked if I had last words, I said 'wait what?' and turned over
And took my ass back to sleep, two seconds later I'm up
I run into her bedroom, my cousin Coota just weeps
And then she told me she's gone, I watch her vessel lay still
Her hand is cold as the snow, she activated my sheld
Angels
Can you teach me how to love?
I'm tired of our leaders being passive
90's Babies we up next, let's take some action
It's time for us to give love to the masses
Never stagnant, cause I strive to be proactive
Smooth, Organic, And Progressive, all y'all plastic
Brought my army and we here to wreck your castle
Automatic, Not stopping till' I see ashes
Peep the traffic. Main attraction. Making classics
That's called passion
That's called passion
We can't be scared, take out the batteries, shut down the factories, YEA
For capitalism, my brothers in prison, the devil is driven, I match it's ambition, and use it against
Them, that's what I call -ism, man f*ck your religion, your scriptures are fiction, I'm out
I can give you these bars, but here is my heart
Please just don't tear it apart
HE is so good at his ART
Put that together that's HEART
I tell you white lies out of selfishness
You ignore me when I'm on that selfish shit
The D in my name stands for decadent
And that's what I get for my negligence
She loves me, she loves me more, and I love me not
Thought I had it all figured out when I lost your trust
That was God's way of saying don't get too comfortable
Thank you for staying here, and with that being said
Can you teach me how to love?
Can you teach me how to love?
(So uh, Kamus Leonardo I hear that you are the son of Sharon Elliott-Bynum. Man! I can only
Imagine that legacy. How is the pressure? (Uh) How do you deal with it? How are you able to
Manage? What do you do?)
Put this pressure on myself, so I'm the one to blame
I'm my only competition, word to Lil' Saint
I'm paranoid of my damn self, so who am I to judge?
Fed the world some false promises, now I'm building back trust
It's kind of hard being raised, in a web full of lies
Take you back to the time, the day that my momma died
My sister came in my room, at four o'clock in the morning
And asked if I had last words, I said 'wait what?' and turned over
And took my ass back to sleep, two seconds later I'm up
I run into her bedroom, my cousin Coota just weeps
And then she told me she's gone, I watch her vessel lay still
Her hand is cold as the snow, she activated my sheld
Angels
Can you teach me how to love?
I'm tired of our leaders being passive
90's Babies we up next, let's take some action
It's time for us to give love to the masses
Never stagnant, cause I strive to be proactive
Smooth, Organic, And Progressive, all y'all plastic
Brought my army and we here to wreck your castle
Automatic, Not stopping till' I see ashes
Peep the traffic. Main attraction. Making classics
That's called passion
That's called passion
Writer: Damien Bynum
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