Lyrics

Blue Sun

Verse 1:

Out here confounded
I'm still going through the motions
A potion to the heart
Is it poison?
It ain't hard to tell that,
It can be hard to tell
I told you already that I'm ready
To go to hell or heaven
A curse or a blessing
Certainly it's certain
That my certainty's
I don't know
But either way still here to stay
So till I reach my dying day
I'm dying just to find a way
I stop abrupt, but then erupt
I break it down for you
Like I'm saying what's up
Now get your hands up
Like your down to go down
And tilt your head down
Like your down to go down
See I excite the heart
But I burden the mind
Hope you don't mind
The burden's just the burn
Of what isn't right
I make it right by doing wrong
Then spitting it up in this song
The blues aren't nothing new
But this is all of you
Going for Miles
I'm in Tunisia
One more night
And then I'll see ya
What more can I tell ya
I ain't here to try to be ya
I gotta tell ya
What your tell already told me
Tells me too much
We have too little
And want too much
But till I get it I'm gon spit it
Simple as that
To get that
I'll eat rats, or bust gats
Or bust rhymes
All in due time
And I'm doing fine [rept.]

Verse 2:

And I'm doing fine
Falling like a feline
Balling till I forget
Cause you get what you get
And I got what I sought
Keep the flow down on lock
Forget what you did it for
It's for the sake of amore
Drinking sake some more
Getting faded a lot
Doing it in the dark
Not stooping low
But I'm spitting like I'm Snoop and I'm Pac
Not one or the other
Doing better than either
I lift this game like a lever
Hear this enough
I turn you to a believer
I move kilos when I more the
Bar up a meter
Its before the bar that my
Flows really meaner
But the grass is always greener
So I'll remain a drinker
Of the realist shit that exists
I'm a harbinger
A fat fucking singer,
I see her a lot
But she always tells me
That she doesn't want what I got
The only one, truth be told
Cause my shit don't get old
It gets mature like I'm the cure
I like to drink my liquor pure
And contemplate what will elate
I'm never late [rept.]

Verse 3:

I take my time to be timeless
It takes some time to get like this
I spit sublime and subliminal
Got more bars than a criminal
You could call me Chernobyl
Cause my shit is all critical
The epitome of everything
You see in your mind
If you can't close your eyes
And see than your already blind
It isn't matter that you see
You're only seeing the light
I keep it heavy, not light
I let the light on the dark
My canvas full of kerosene so
I light a spark
Its motion that matters
The notion comes after
I'm imposing, not proposing
I'm not opening but closing
I don't live La Vie En Rose
It's Carpe Diem till the close
I'm coming close to seeing dos
In tongues I speak
Like more than those
The hell you wanna hear?
I heard you all up in the heard
And hear what's only heard
By those who don't know
What they all heard
Fuck it man,
I bring it back to the start
And start to tell you
What I told you
Isn't nothing at all