Lyrics Hemisphere - Dabbla

Hemisphere

Let’s overload the boats and see if shit floats
I’m on the teenage mutant ninja lurkers
All my actions leave them wordless
Like tryna rap might defeat the purpose
Plus you’ll never organise a water sign
In my former life, I must have been a porcupine
Watching orbs absorb into my aura light
But nothing even seems normal anymore
And nor am I
Heard a rumour that I’ve changed, it isn’t true
Could fill a warehouse of shit I’ve been into
I think we’ve all been accused of shit we didn’t do
Remember, the greatest self-portrait isn’t you
That’s why I had to step it up another echelon
So I could pick a bigger platform for me to pester from
Order my food straight from the restaurant
The word failure doesn’t exist in my lexicon
You can’t have gold without fire
You can’t pain without pleasure
You can’t have the ecstasy without the agony
You can’t have the love without the hate
Mate, whatever
Tryna tell me that it’s dead in here, dead in here
They wish him well but he don’t shed a tear, shed a tear
You know how long it took to get it here, get it here?
Who let these devils in my hemisphere?
Move
It’s unacceptable and now they’re missing
Busy rolling rappers in recovery position
Your new addition is superficial and insufficient
I knock 'em dead and break a leg and all that superstition
Tabula rasa, the geezer is excommunicada
The moody father of all of these little nooby barrers
My lunar cycle is chartered for when I spoon punani
It’s huge advantage when doing you regardless
I guess it’s apples and oranges and my crew bananas
And we ain’t tryna be down with your little bookey saga
And yeah, mi casa su casa
We’ll have a zooby after
Let’s bring the rain and the fire down on these stupid bastards
Oi
It’s like
Murder she wrizzle
When I pour the sizzurp all down her thrizzle
And I really hope you lickle bitches don’t jizzle
And yo, I guess she’s handling her business, that’s a result
I turn the sound and the light on instrumentals
While the weak act strong and the strong remain gentle
It’s chicken oriental
The truth is painful, it hurts, but I don’t prefer the guessing
The universe will keep slapping you until you learn the lesson
Just check the facial expression
I’m way too blessed to be stressing bout…
(All my troubles)
Nice personality costume you fucking idiots
Haven’t you had enough of those
Dissociative drugs and derivatives?
He’s done it now
The gold can’t exist without the fire though
The pain can’t exist without the pleasure (hell nah)
You can’t have the ecstasy without the agony
You can’t have the love without the hate
Mate whatever (whatever)
Tryna tell me that it’s dead in here, dead in here
They wish me well but they don’t shed a tear, shed a tear
You know how long it took to get it here, get it here?
Who let these devils in my hemisphere?