(FREE) Earl Sweatshirt x Mac Miller Type Beat - SMOKE - For free use mark it with PROD. by DocWho. For WAV or more contact me on Instagram. x / godsendthereal x #MACMILLER #EARLSWEATSHIRT #CHILL #DOCWHO
Pick a flow or don’ttttt pick at allllll In thee moment we get involved Concious zoning naw unconscious off the dosage Smoking so much pot Got me rolling often not knowing I keep me chakras open You got your quoted Ides of reasoning I see the leap, happy you soared Are you in disbelief,?! Ain’t gotta battle aloneee You can compete with me Eye/I open and closeee doors We all dooo the sameeee thing! Unknowing! Human where my zone is Don’t you know we exclusively Dope as the throw that we shooting Dreams sparked the view you were needin Know we can keep it going I’m sober in my frequency, Threes been hit, leave with intent Throw my lease in the wind That feeling when you freer then ends Just the beggining I found my wayyyyy now No need to pretend
These Bars real lyrics of lyricism keep me sane away from schizifrinizm, I'm like today can I get a deal , emcee bragadocio symbolism, his flow, embedded in his embezzlements, reminents of reminisce, like the aliens i got evidence, and I'm crossing lines like a immigrant... been the shit feeling lit , yall indefinite about ya penmanship,
im tryna get lost x4 lost in the smokex4 im tryna get high and lost in the smoke gon' when we roll all-I-all-i ever known (dj record scratch) im tryna get high and lost in the smoke all i ever known, hit the blunt and then we coast
I say Run God Run God to this far Desi Nation I don’t know how many breathes in my clock have Ben take I have Runners High but I know it won’t take me as high as you in the sky Not matter how these toes of faith running up grandmas waters I know someday I’ll have to meet the son the newphew the script and his daughter Soiled in spoil fruit who knew that eve took a bite at me to cause cosmos chemistry
Smoke dissipate, Like different souls every day. Here we go, to the brain, Let it go, it's just a thing, That was placed there in the road, To distract you from your way, Trying to say you're ways to go, I don't think you're gonna make it, Well the thing about the road, It ain't 'bout the destination.
Bro what's the name of the song I used to listen to it and I forgot well I remember the name is Russian or something it start with a k I forgot the song name
(uh, uh, UH) I been begging I been- // Begging for new beginnings Without ending what i started Beat get beat up til it replicates the hair of Margie Telly on with demitri martin, finna fill a life with less money and more laughter Cuz im starting to get sick for shit needing an enlargement Hoping I keep moving, pushing and see all my markings
yah she said she could never give me closure ain't no point in hoping on four leaf clovers cause you're not honest with yourself and i know i hurt you real bad boy but boy you was not honest with yourself and i know i left you with no explaining made you feel as if you were my everything but, theres was no way we could come to the same place we eye to eye but you not looking in my face yah i thought i finally found my lucky break finally found a place to express my anxiety but behind the walls there still hangs drapes you never saw my whole face maybe thats the dark side of the moon carried with me til my tomb i think not i'm breaking through and this is real ominous a ploy to try remain anonymous i'm just relaying my dreams inner turmoil still blockades, so its no steam churning from the ship i am so well acquainted with abyss tell my shrink without emotion so it doesn't even hit find my emotions so still as a lake but as i double back let me rake through the leaves identify the snakes past mistakes and the stakes of identity its crazy how your mind behaves
No longer a shitty tike rode my bike into oblivion if you see me in sight then you bugging off that Ritalin rub yah eyes and double check again for initiative triple stripe like addida but chasing dreams with adrenaline I put my penship to the test and wrote my credentials in and keep my Buddha without pest crimping in standing on business nobody nobody move I’m fin to air this shit like pac when he thought he would lose don’t be fooled I just come to amuse and rip the tunes rips dudes a new ass hole and batter the loons like running roadrunner then Wild E coyote enters the room
buruşmuş tüm mektuplar eski aşklarına bak solmuşlar tüm güller günlük tutmuş aklına yazıldı bir kadına aklı hep bi' havada eşe dosta mesafe yalnız sana tutulmak eski günler hatrına bakıştık metro durağında yakarım fitili paranoyak arada geliyom kapına denk eline tutulu bi' sigara kutuda xanax ve lyrica var yanarak tutuşur anılara yoluna düşerim
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