[00:00.00] 作词 : Christopher Lloyd
[00:00.63] 作曲 : Christopher Lloyd
[00:01.27][Intro]
[00:01.27]I just wanna keep it natural
[00:07.34]I just wanna keep it natural
[00:40.23][Verse 1]
[00:40.23]You wanna be happy but
[00:47.61]What are your requirements?
[00:49.35]Fallen shrines
[00:50.35]The survivors cry entitlement
[00:51.64]I see you all with the proprietary chapel as example 1
[00:55.28]I does my thing for none
[00:57.37]You've never seen me for the things I always hoped you would
[01:00.36]Clue me in if you will
[01:01.86]I done spilled everything
[01:03.45]Leave them mopping up the sea with a quill
[01:05.59]See
[01:06.34]These *****s soaking up defeat through the ground
[01:08.79]Who you blame in colosseums?
[01:10.33]The killer or the crowd?
[01:12.02]Shrouded in this expressionless mound of elation drowned
[01:15.32]Just a weight to the pile
[01:18.80]Just another island in the mist
[01:21.55]I'm just another face to be forgotten
[01:24.64]They picked me out the tree
[01:25.94]Core rotten since the seed sprouted arms in a moment of release
[01:29.48]Got the traction on my feet when the 40 **** *****
[01:32.48]Leaving kiddies on the street
[01:34.12]Leaving Momma's knees weak
[01:36.11]I tend to hear the bull slip through a true quip
[01:39.34]Like a pool stick cue ball group split
[01:42.60][Verse 2]
[01:42.60]Lucid
[01:44.04]2000 miles
[01:45.53]2005 I was south pole down
[01:47.71]2 sizes too big for my frame at the time
[01:51.40]2009 wiping eyes full of my wet
[01:53.64]While my pops tryna drive
[01:54.99]Or maybe that was 10
[01:57.13]The years blow by
[01:58.59]The days all blur
[02:00.18]The lightness of my limbs
[02:01.68]The waves where your hips lay surfed by a cold fingers
[02:05.85]As if a jellyfish sting sprung strawberry flesh
[02:08.80]Along lips robbed for color in an instant，Uhh
[02:13.33]A long second，Uhh
[02:14.78]The distance between an existence fulfilled and the anticipation of everything after
[02:19.21]Or The difference
[02:21.84]I mean it's all relative but that side of the family doesn't call me
[02:26.68]Some would say estranged but we never connected in the first place
[02:31.71]Either or，Neither nor
[02:33.15]Need a tour of my own thoughts
[02:34.56]I tend to get lost
[02:37.39]Lately I don't feel real
[02:40.33]Lately I don't feel
[02:42.62]I don't feel feel，I don't，I don't
[03:11.88][Verse 3]
[03:11.88]You look good
[03:13.35]But I know you far from it
[03:14.84]Bet I play the roll like the hardwood under
[03:17.89]I got a gucci watch I never wear I never cover
[03:20.78]Your last mans wore team Jordans all summer
[03:23.87]Wit the scuffed up rubber
[03:25.27]Oh what a pity
[03:26.91]Gold Macbook match the piercing through your *******
[03:29.85]Driving by rose bushes thinking of you plenty
[03:32.79]Saying 'look me in the eyes when you fiddle with the cherry'
[03:35.69]Call me on the trim line leaning on your closet
[03:38.79]You make me feel haunted
[03:40.29]I make you feel wanted
[03:41.80]The ice cream parlor with the neon we out
[03:44.84]It's 3 on the clock
[03:46.93]A.M. say when you need me over
[03:49.61]And Imma call an Uber girl I puff backwoods
[03:52.25]I ain't tryna to maneuver
[03:53.80]The tunes of black noose
[03:55.49]Who pry and act loose
[03:56.69]Like 90s gap boom
[03:58.03]Arrive at your room
[03:59.58]The moon's in full bloom
[04:01.22]The doom of virtue
[04:02.73]Your sheets smell of perfume
[04:04.67]Honey and curfews
[04:13.68][Verse 4]
[04:13.68]This ain't no hobby
[04:15.26]I pull up asap man **** gon' get rocky
[04:18.01]Caesar to peon man
[04:19.55]This just a body
[04:23.30][Outro]
[04:23.30]As of late，there is nothing，There is nothing
[04:33.57]No,yeah

作词 : Christopher Lloyd
作曲 : Christopher Lloyd
I just wanna keep it natural
I just wanna keep it natural
You wanna be happy but
What are your requirements?
Fallen shrines
The survivors cry entitlement
I see you all with the proprietary chapel as example 1
I does my thing for none
You've never seen me for the things I always hoped you would
Clue me in if you will
I done spilled everything
Leave them mopping up the sea with a quill
See
These *****s soaking up defeat through the ground
Who you blame in colosseums?
The killer or the crowd?
Shrouded in this expressionless mound of elation drowned
Just a weight to the pile
Just another island in the mist
I'm just another face to be forgotten
They picked me out the tree
Core rotten since the seed sprouted arms in a moment of release
Got the traction on my feet when the 40 **** *****
Leaving kiddies on the street
Leaving Momma's knees weak
I tend to hear the bull slip through a true quip
Like a pool stick cue ball group split
Lucid
2000 miles
2005 I was south pole down
2 sizes too big for my frame at the time
2009 wiping eyes full of my wet
While my pops tryna drive
Or maybe that was 10
The years blow by
The days all blur
The lightness of my limbs
The waves where your hips lay surfed by a cold fingers
As if a jellyfish sting sprung strawberry flesh
Along lips robbed for color in an instant，Uhh
A long second，Uhh
The distance between an existence fulfilled and the anticipation of everything after
Or The difference
I mean it's all relative but that side of the family doesn't call me
Some would say estranged but we never connected in the first place
Either or，Neither nor
Need a tour of my own thoughts
I tend to get lost
Lately I don't feel real
Lately I don't feel
I don't feel feel，I don't，I don't
You look good
But I know you far from it
Bet I play the roll like the hardwood under
I got a gucci watch I never wear I never cover
Your last mans wore team Jordans all summer
Wit the scuffed up rubber
Oh what a pity
Gold Macbook match the piercing through your *******
Driving by rose bushes thinking of you plenty
Saying 'look me in the eyes when you fiddle with the cherry'
Call me on the trim line leaning on your closet
You make me feel haunted
I make you feel wanted
The ice cream parlor with the neon we out
It's 3 on the clock
A.M. say when you need me over
And Imma call an Uber girl I puff backwoods
I ain't tryna to maneuver
The tunes of black noose
Who pry and act loose
Like 90s gap boom
Arrive at your room
The moon's in full bloom
The doom of virtue
Your sheets smell of perfume
Honey and curfews
This ain't no hobby
I pull up asap man **** gon' get rocky
Caesar to peon man
This just a body
As of late，there is nothing，There is nothing
No,yeah