4 years ago
Commute
Lyrics
Who time is it now?
I bet I steal the spotlight my nigga that's black forces activity
Got the Black force within me, strongholding serenity
Never wanted the sympathy so desperately my city needs
They killing kids and they spraying 'em like silly string
I need to escape please let this cage bird float
Pardon my wayward motions but I told you my nigga
I'll get there when I get there
I need real love please give me real love
And I said I was coming so just know that i'm coming
I swear you feel so good I wouldn't miss it for nothing
And if I slip up i'm bugging my heart'll sit in my tummy
Right in the pit of my stomach I get biligerant ugly
I guess i'm short a few chickens I know my egg a little runny
Please excuse me a Libra, i'm indecisive and passive
I make these songs a museum you get a glimpse of my madness
I swear to God I ain't slacking i'm right back in my baggage
Ok forgive me i'm rambling I fall deep in cerebral
I'm tangled up in my thoughts I build it up like Ikea
But still my purpose is sought my disposition is regal
You cannot take me for granted granted I'm still in the prequel
I'll get there when I get there
I need real love please give me real love
Who time is it now?
I bet I steal the spotlight my nigga that's black forces activity
Got the Black force within me, strongholding serenity
Never wanted the sympathy so desperately my city needs
They killing kids and they spraying 'em like silly string
I need to escape please let this cage bird float
Pardon my wayward motions but I told you my nigga
I'll get there when I get there
I need real love please give me real love
And I said I was coming so just know that i'm coming
I swear you feel so good I wouldn't miss it for nothing
And if I slip up i'm bugging my heart'll sit in my tummy
Right in the pit of my stomach I get biligerant ugly
I guess i'm short a few chickens I know my egg a little runny
Please excuse me a Libra, i'm indecisive and passive
I make these songs a museum you get a glimpse of my madness
I swear to God I ain't slacking i'm right back in my baggage
Ok forgive me i'm rambling I fall deep in cerebral
I'm tangled up in my thoughts I build it up like Ikea
But still my purpose is sought my disposition is regal
You cannot take me for granted granted I'm still in the prequel
I'll get there when I get there
I need real love please give me real love
Writer(s): Eddie Hawthhorne
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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