CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Arkeology
I said yes
I received it, mhm, mhm, mhm
I said yes
Uh, flippin' on the siren
Slide behind the eyelid (I just)
Tryin' to walk crisis (I must)
Ignored your advices (Righteous)
Tell it to your cypher (License)
Tell it to your cypher
Flight is booked, please leave the gate
She real sweet on God, said she'd eat my face
Came up off that old thang
I don't need new chains
Sippin' brown to the O'Jays and Peabo sing
Mr. yallsomedamncops.n***a
Up early, frying eggs and twistin' Rizlas
Blissed us, blessеd us
Shook off the wet stuff
It's all to piecеs, your penny shining
dive in
What's one more?, You crazy diamond
Biddy bye bye, for the hand stained indigo
Where he finna go?
Swan dove in on the centerfold
Night before the earth slept
Fire smolder, winter long
Swallowin' sunchoke
Smoke out the lungs
Two move, following distant drums, bright hot
Like Araminta's shotgun
Dig a hole, toss in everything I stole
Fake gold snatched off the pharaoh's bones
Book of poems, manuscripts so old, no one lookin' for 'em
It's a triumvirate
We don't need a quorum, we ain't have a qualm
It's a triumvirate
Dig a hole, toss in everything I stole
Fake gold snatched off the pharaoh's bones
Book of poems, manuscripts so old, no one lookin' for 'em
It's a triumvirate
We don't need a quorum, we ain't have a qualm
We ain't have a quorum, we don't need a qualm
Savage mode when left to his own devices
Guess the password to a dead phone
Spit code to exposed wires
Swear I've seen ghost in the machine, shattered streams
Woke in someone else's dreams
A lean moon, the human eye loves green
Artichoke, jade, malachite
A mechanical bird's paradise
Libyan flag on the antenna, Book of Alawites
Sent the prophet home without they acolytes
Rapid boil for the parasites
At daybreak, broke bread with the Maronites
They said, "stay out the mountains if you scared of heights"
That's where God lives though
A woman told me once, I think it was Jimmy Baldwin's mother, she said something I thought was a little sad
Which was?
She said, "All the good people have already been born."
Ganja and hess, blood bless
Ancient tomb where centuries rest
Raiders of the lost ark, let me hide my text
Water clock, rolex, time for a hex
I'm vexed, let me read my sacred text
See who's next
Wet pu**y make the gun go
Rain down, rain down
I am done though
Mad Cobra with the flex
Gold on my neck
Passed down the chain
To remind me of the pain
To remind me of the bank
And you lookin' like you owe me money
Lookin' like you stealin' from me
Remind me of the ship
Flesh of Christ on my lip
The milk you stole from my tits
It's not over yet, lest we forget
Tears and sweat, Logitech
Squeezed to your neck
Drown in debt
With all due respect, amazing grace
James Cleveland hand claps in your face
Let's clap the night away
Wish I could hide away
In the streets I stay
I wanna make my momma pay, make my momma pay
and lay hands on
Make the devil pay
Kiss my feet of clay
'Til I'm the last one shinin'
Wilin'
I received it, mhm, mhm, mhm
I said yes
Uh, flippin' on the siren
Slide behind the eyelid (I just)
Tryin' to walk crisis (I must)
Ignored your advices (Righteous)
Tell it to your cypher (License)
Tell it to your cypher
Flight is booked, please leave the gate
She real sweet on God, said she'd eat my face
Came up off that old thang
I don't need new chains
Sippin' brown to the O'Jays and Peabo sing
Mr. yallsomedamncops.n***a
Up early, frying eggs and twistin' Rizlas
Blissed us, blessеd us
Shook off the wet stuff
It's all to piecеs, your penny shining
dive in
What's one more?, You crazy diamond
Biddy bye bye, for the hand stained indigo
Where he finna go?
Swan dove in on the centerfold
Night before the earth slept
Fire smolder, winter long
Swallowin' sunchoke
Smoke out the lungs
Two move, following distant drums, bright hot
Like Araminta's shotgun
Dig a hole, toss in everything I stole
Fake gold snatched off the pharaoh's bones
Book of poems, manuscripts so old, no one lookin' for 'em
It's a triumvirate
We don't need a quorum, we ain't have a qualm
It's a triumvirate
Dig a hole, toss in everything I stole
Fake gold snatched off the pharaoh's bones
Book of poems, manuscripts so old, no one lookin' for 'em
It's a triumvirate
We don't need a quorum, we ain't have a qualm
We ain't have a quorum, we don't need a qualm
Savage mode when left to his own devices
Guess the password to a dead phone
Spit code to exposed wires
Swear I've seen ghost in the machine, shattered streams
Woke in someone else's dreams
A lean moon, the human eye loves green
Artichoke, jade, malachite
A mechanical bird's paradise
Libyan flag on the antenna, Book of Alawites
Sent the prophet home without they acolytes
Rapid boil for the parasites
At daybreak, broke bread with the Maronites
They said, "stay out the mountains if you scared of heights"
That's where God lives though
A woman told me once, I think it was Jimmy Baldwin's mother, she said something I thought was a little sad
Which was?
She said, "All the good people have already been born."
Ganja and hess, blood bless
Ancient tomb where centuries rest
Raiders of the lost ark, let me hide my text
Water clock, rolex, time for a hex
I'm vexed, let me read my sacred text
See who's next
Wet pu**y make the gun go
Rain down, rain down
I am done though
Mad Cobra with the flex
Gold on my neck
Passed down the chain
To remind me of the pain
To remind me of the bank
And you lookin' like you owe me money
Lookin' like you stealin' from me
Remind me of the ship
Flesh of Christ on my lip
The milk you stole from my tits
It's not over yet, lest we forget
Tears and sweat, Logitech
Squeezed to your neck
Drown in debt
With all due respect, amazing grace
James Cleveland hand claps in your face
Let's clap the night away
Wish I could hide away
In the streets I stay
I wanna make my momma pay, make my momma pay
and lay hands on
Make the devil pay
Kiss my feet of clay
'Til I'm the last one shinin'
Wilin'
