Wrekonize

Wrekonize - Neon Skies lyrics

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Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Shades triple dark enough that they’d eclipse on the sun

Got so many styles, find it hard for me to stick to one

Competition murder them with one flick of this wicked tongues

Once you hear that rapid fire, now you know that this shit’s begun

In a strange land band with a mane land tan

Don’t be acting like you never did see me

Imma take that stand and debate that fan

Telling me however living is easy

What the fuck you thinking? I’m from the handle pain

Where you may come for peace and leave the beach as half a man

But it ain’t just Florida, see it popping out and at the land

Some kind of New World order

I’ve been looking for a God to damn

I’ve worked for years at this

Made a million appearances, got clearances

All just to hear that girl they say “That’s my fucking jam”

And here I am the freaking son of Sam

Spit razorblades that’s made of haze and tape to rubber bands

Now where the fuck I am I’m yet to discover and

If I’m coming down tonight

I’ll just drop me another gram

They broke me down so I adopted me a rougher plan

Get rid of all those who been tripping our toes

In a minute fold up them hands

Live vibes, light it up, amongst a sea of lies

Wake on the other side flying though them neon skies

This is that super ultrasonic phenomenon

Pitcher full of Jack picture that with the beat on

Snake and bat on the map challenge that begone

Fuck with us high enough to skydive beyond

She says she digs the neon neon lights

Like, she says she digs the neon neon lights

Like, she says she digs the neon neon lights

She want to know what we on, black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Gimme that Jack and a cigarette full of something else

I’m strange music mush in pits and bouncers blocking exits

Before we signed the deal

We flew to Kansas city section

Where tech and trav confessed the fact

Our rosters looking reckless

To which I did agree and ordered us a fifth for three

Bartender Morse code, tatted that looks sick to me

I used to battle rap some years ago

And as a matter of fact I’m glad that had critics

Unsuspecting what this kid could be

And here I am the fucking sick MC

Brit kid to the prick it seems

And something slick, this chick agrees

I’m in Miami where we all breathe at a different speed

I’ve heard of last call

But it never did exist to me

Pour another shot, eyes dilated

I batter beef in bars and leave them feeling violated

I asked her how she’s feeling, now are we alive?

Are skeptics even finding life inside neon skies

This is that super ultrasonic phenomenon

Pitcher full of Jack picture that with the beat on

Snake and bat on the map challenge that begone

Fuck with us high enough to skydive beyond

She says she digs the neon neon lights

Like, she says she digs the neon neon lights

Like, she says she digs the neon neon lights

She want to know what we on, black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

Black shades neon skies

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