Divides - CYNE

Y’all know it’s late night booty calls

Some fake titty brawls

I call against some petty arse

That’s my life, applaud the flaws of a golden art

Now I’m a ACR charging the

With crimes of passion, laughing, blasting that good music

That’s no «E-40» G4L is up

«Medium cool» too was roaming the earthlight

The music died with the fiend with the crack pipe

, right?

Fuck that!

I’m on the job

Drew blood, sweat, teardrop that clot out tomorrow—until tomorrow

Then I’m back, back to put the «Ville» up on the map

Hoping CYNE could really last long but then «gorilla» blast a classic

Two-world surround me, my tongue held for bounty

‘Cause I speak that Jupiter rap—you can’t ground me

Watch Akin fly—scarred broken wing, do my thing high

Angel on my mic.

Not religious, though I’ve seen God- avenge me

Father on a chariot amend me

I’m limelight commodity, escaping the fame

Delusional, got grand y’all

Guess what I’m sayin' is the Gulf between us

Me and them, both dance for him

The blue-eyed rapist, sabers we breathin' in

The great divide

I’m caught inside all the hype and will I survive?

Well I’mma try, I’mma die to come back alive

Where preachers lie, claiming lives, pistol-whipping wives

We fraternizin' divides, y’all, the great divide

The great divide, the great divide

The great divide.

I’m caught inside all the hype and will I survive?

Well I’mma try, I’mma die hurt

The night electric when she move

Las Vegas to my move, you I dedicate this tune

Hopeless romantic blues lady in my software

Computer love, yeah.

What’s that tatted on your arm?

Come into my space, embrace idiot savant

I’m curious to chomp her that I’d travel thousand miles

To play the fool, play it cool, play to see you smile

That’s kind of cheesy right?

Fuck that!

I’m being real

Message sent to her that I feel

Forever young, dumb, we can’t time kill

But still sprung, wrung, speak, can’t rhyme, chill.

Or rather build

And not destroy.

Girl, come kiss

Take me by the hand, show this man joy

I know it’s price tags.

From me to you, night jetlag

Borders.

What is true?

I’m steadfast

Right there, in the blink of an I care

I click «Buy» on Priceline, I’m there

The Gulf between us.

You and I both need to fly

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