| When the evening’s over and the night, night shows its face
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| While you’re sleeping sober and your mind, mind slows its pace
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| Slows its pace
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| Growth displays all in quantum waves
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| Weigh down on shoulder blades
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| Slowly
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| So walk slow, pour flows, let these frauds know
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| We’re elevated raiders tryna let our thoughts grow
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| Go, go and then record those
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| Lyrics get you lifted, never twisted, let your thoughts grow
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| Been in the lab, and honestly, I’ve been immersed in work
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| I’m surfing through a surge of words, no surface, keep myself submerged
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| And outflux of flows are oozing through the pad
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| That actually add a couple verses, perfect for these prior ideas I had
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| Apply it to a track, concise like scientists with facts
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| I’m hitting, missing issues, lyrics bowls when dismiss missles land
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| I kick the door clean off the hinges for my breakthrough
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| We make ways to break rules, dedicate days to break news
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| We’re paving waves to save your energy like solar panels
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| These are things we’re supposed to handle, you just keep your focus channelled
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| On that chosen gravel for your soul
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| It’s a passage for your assets to evolve
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| Adding that acid to your flows
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| So walk slow, pour flows, let these frauds know
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| We’re elevated raiders tryna let our thoughts grow
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| Go, go and then record those
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| Lyrics get you lifted, never twisted, let your thoughts grow
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| Invasive phrases, conveyed into mindframes, complacent
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| Placing papers into your thoughts, you saw the illustrations
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| Drill it straight into that inner places, plain when demonstrated
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| Food for thought like dinner’s waiting, usual norm has been updated
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| My gradient is like a stadium, I’ve seen the changes
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| Busy trying to make a change, I guess I’ll start off with your playlist
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| But some refuse to look in the mirror that your system facelifts
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| Fading in and out, deflated, facing odds to try be famous
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| My similes are stainless
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| Unless the metaphors released with ease, I’ll watch your brain shift
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| Craniums get hit with statements
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| But maybe it’s just patience
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| Paying off like hidden wages
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| Strange it seems you only hit the target based on what you aim with
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| What goes around will come around, guess that’s the learning curve
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| Depends on how you read the signs, how you interpret words
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| Each person’s worth is more than what’s evident in your purse
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| I guess we’re all just trying to milk this life for what it’s worth |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grow (Topic 2), artist - Hawk House. Album song A Handshake To The Brain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп