Cyne - Sunglasses After Midnight lyrics
rate me(Verse)
Empathetical speak with psychological beats
Theological feast with diabolical feet
Got it, now that drifts from my goblet
Space rage pimping still bumping in my rocket
Everything I say and do totally awesome
Wound up in my view without yo crew and now you awkward
Hawk in asylum, busting yo hymen,
Put yo phone up! I applaud, you Verizon
With the unlimited rag doll gentleman
Please hold me down, all I need, a little Vitalin
Or a little Aderol, one until the last call,
Two o'clock in the mornin', horny show, all caps off
(Hook x2)
Sunglasses after midnight
Cause all my angles are right
Yes, they live, so I'm gonna wear them all night
Citizens, be gay, cause we gonna keep it up right
Gotta stop the signals so the people see them out right
(Verse)
Flying like an eagle into the future,
Zap the bird, keep yo hoodie on, Zimmerman won't shoot ya
Scrub all the bullshit loofa
Awkward like tow dudes riding on a scooter
Fax on my shit, boat needs a loaded ruler
Sippin' Sambuca wit my star ship troopers
Fuck your fire power, touch a fire flower, cooper
Magic mushrooms, magic stars for you roombas
DMT for the ones who want to loose day
Rips from reality an seein' art future
Brush yo head right ova nineties soochas
Sittin' on the sofa while I practice Kamasutra
Ghost in the shell, loose yourself in the rumors
Cycle in the sky, come around like luna
Humor me, bitch, did you even see the shoota?
Age of Aquarius couldn't come sooner
(Hook x2)
Sunglasses after midnight
Cause all my angles are right
Yes, they live, so I'm gonna wear them all night
Citizens, be gay, cause we gonna keep it up right
Gotta stop the signals so the people see them out right
(Verse)
Sunglasses after midnight
Cause all my angles are right
Yes, they live, so I'm gonna wear them all night
Citizens, be gay, cause we gonna keep it up right
Gotta stop the signals so the people see them out right
If they don't get it, then fuck 'em, I'mma still fight
Fought the whole world that's up with these skeletors
This the metaphor, pleas open up the door
Lets see what's on the other side till we loose form
Strap another core, strap it to the sound core
Turn it up a lil' bit bit, waker still born
We a shit, like an audio cassette porn
Fucking with my head like my head is Michael Dorm
