It broke me down to a lesser man
On accident
Got the news
Didn’t make it
So what, Use to sulk in the past
Now those feelings don’t last
Ego died a minute ago
Now I'm on where next to go
Alone when I go
No twin by the portal when I enter
Hold my place in the mob with a flow
Simple, think about it
Coastin' in wet dreams on a wave
High from the praise
Hold my glock at the ready
Above the waist
Loaded for a wasteman
So raise dem hands
Collapse a clan
Smog got the roaches out
Hold my position, got ‘em now
Laid the roost out
Organs and wings lay about as abundant as arthropods running routes
Yeah
Look
Yeah, yeah, yeah, loook
Build it up
Strength in numbers working in the summer
See the long winter coming
They don’t know where to go
I only found it when I let it go
This idea of being what they see
All I can be is me
A mortal walking between the scenes
Rollin like a gator
Numb to the doubts
Im focused hard
like I’m ridin the fader
Can’t get right
Is that me or what they think I should be
Who decides if it’s wrong
I don't know
Scared of what they might say
got y’all barely living
Scared of what they might say
got y’all barely thinkin
I'm Harsher in reality, call me a demon
Addicted to my craft
For my work I stay feening
We all get lost
but some don’t make it out
A little bit of luck
Was enough to find a way out
Yeah
Pray to the Lord that we living for a reason,
I hope this is our season
Everything come around in cycles
Strange world got AI breathing
And breeding
The legion of machines
Replace the human beings
Bioengineered birth from a scheme
Schematic blue print to humanity dreams
Things grandma couldn’t imagine in her wildest dreams
Cybernetic organism
breath still bad
Shapin a future that people say is bad
Sedentary humans still sad
I’m just glad nothin’s made to last
Existential dread will come to pass
Forget my worries in the grass
Smoke a pound like barbecue
Hard liquor to wash down The plastic particles
Collagen for the lips
got shawty getting lower than a barnacle
They say the coast won’t last
She still gettin injection in da ass
Politician still smilin tellin lies behind a mask
He says it’s good
She says it’s bad
I say, it will all come to pass
Yeh
Yeah?
Uhh
Forgetcha ya worries
To the universe you’re small as a particle
Aliens looking down on us
Like we some munchies
Wondering how long we’ll continue to function
The bottle neck comin
Let’s jump on somethin
Gets so gone we don’t feel nuthin
We all living and sufferin
Speech so slurred
Just trying to feel wanted
They say the coast won’t last
She still gettin injection in da ass
Politician still smilin tellin lies behind a mask
He said it’s good
She say that’s bad
I say, it will all come to pass
Yeah
I say,
It’s all made not to last, yeh
Da Flyy Hooligan teams up with producer Wun Two for an album filled with noir-y beats and sharp, hard-hitting rhymes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 7, 2024