M-S-I - Earth's Halo Lyrics

Soul Clap for me
Soul Clap

Soul Clap for me
Soul Clap

Soul Cap for me
Soul Clap

Ugh

Put your thoughts in the atmosphere
Let other galaxies know your
Ugh
Ugh
To my Brother
Sista
Mother
Father
Nephew
Nieces
Uncles
Cuzo

Oooooo
Oooooo
Oooooo

Check it out
We like twins of the same struggle
Friends with the same hustle
Sins with the same F*ck You
Legends with the crux to

Check it out
We like twins of the same struggle
Friends with the same hustle
Sins with the same F*ck You
Legends with the crux dude

Stressed
Blessed wit life muscle

As the Moon turns into the Earth's Halo
I breathe her hair, prepare my prelude
Never Ending Stories
What up Atreyu
Marching with Dark Spirits that live off Quaaludes
Buicks Lark
Pistols spark
I wonder what they say dude
Chicago life
Do what it does
I see my cuz he be like in a minute
Retire to caves where father's slave for minimum wage
And O'Reily saying the baby mama benefitted
Feeding rumbling tummy's with link cards that got a limit
Ugh
I
Thought
The soul was infinite
Cuz 745i
Got Maasai
Seeing my being as a instrument
Birth of a culture
No common sense In it
Blue Roses to yo graves
My sentiments

Yah
Yah

We like twins of the same struggle
Friends with the same hustle
Legend with the same crux too
Stressed
Blessed with life muscle

As the Moon turns into the Earth's Halo
I breathe her hair and prepare my prelude
Merciless
Revolutionary
Etudes
Success and failure
That's the challenge
Spit a flow
Build a Palace
Homie
I need my money longer
Then the wingspan of Tyson Chandler
Gritty
From a city that made me tougher
Then Chicago Bull Antlers
CSPAN
On that Vice Chancellor
Roll With me like you Salsa dancer
Romance the moment

It's like an omen how me and Mic eloped
Murder she wrote
My closet is skeletons and verses with slit throats
Ugh

We like pea's of the same pod
Degrees of the same chart
Lake breeze
We so art
Place our heart on our knees
We So God

We Osiris
Tell them poppers
Your touch is Midas
Fantasy
Flow
A Verse from Tidas
Words stroll like rolled dice's
Exit ring finger
Land on Pisces
Provoke the crises
These T.H.O.T.s to hot
Give them Girls Isis
Photoshop that picture with no cheese
On the block
Where shots
Make futures look darker Then Ric Ross's
Goat tee's

Yet and still

We like pea's of the same pod
Degrees of the same chart
Lake breeze
We so art

Place our heart on our knees we so God
Place our heart on our knees we so so
Place our heart on our knees we so so
Place our heart on our knees we so God
Place our heart on our knees we so so
Place our heart on our knees we so God
Place our heart on our knees we so so
Place our heart on our knees we so God
What up God