Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rest, artist - Smuff Tha Quiz.
Date of issue: 08.07.2021
Song language: English
Rest |
I take my time to perfect the message |
A man on a mission, plotting, sitting in the cut like an antiseptic |
I take my time to embrace the blessings |
We could’ve been locked up or dead returning to the essence |
I’m in my realest form |
Feeling like I’ve been reborn |
Capitalize on what I want while expanding my catalog |
My monetized emotions live forever in the record store |
These melancholy tones are metronomes, close to Heaven’s throne |
Can’t be scared to fall 'cause if you’ve never flown, you’ve never seen the top |
Expanding my mind and broaden all the topics that I think about |
I’ve been to places on this Earth, surfaces you read about |
«The real will always live forever,» legends lie on word of mouth |
Trajectories can change or rearrange, we had to turn around |
I’m going a million miles an hour moving at the speed of light |
The bob and weave, the hype, avoiding that feast, they feeding on your life |
To drain you of your energy, I said nah |
Yo, suck my dick |
I know it wasn’t meant to be |
Can’t stop, we got to make it through the misery (keep going) |
Laying low I just maintain |
Hard times enough to make you go insane (yes, God) |
I want for more than to just exist |
To live forever through these records, not concerned with the flesh |
Could suffer for a lifetime, that’s my eternal test |
Upon my last breath, I finally rest |
I want for more than to just exist |
To live forever through these records, not concerned with the flesh |
Could suffer for a lifetime, that’s my eternal test |
Upon my last breath, I finally rest |
I’m outta touch with reality, living inside an exhibit |
The Truman Show, the lights’ll glow, just know they all artificial |
No, it was never 'bout the heart, not when the outcome is fiscal |
Go in by a mile or inch, the margin’s right in the middle |
A silhouette above my head protect my spirit from evil |
A lethal injection from needles, tapping in to my cerebrum |
Re-adjusting how I move, consumed by what I consume |
Reality is pure perspective so it’s more on you |
Hear the sirens like it’s war, the battle’s on, it ensues |
The more you fight, the more you live |
Survive and never give up |
I pride myself on my persistence, never the type to play the victim |
Never deferred from what I know, the word I feel I’d use irrational |
Nowadays they ration their self respect for they record sales |
First week projections and press runs with a |
Put a bow around the box and to the public they present it |
On the backhand, you get a small percentage for your efforts |
Remember, it’s more 'bout who you know than what you doing |
Outta sight, outta mind, your existence in recline |
You’ll find, it’s all a game by the way it’s designed |
Where you can lose your life for even trying |
Yo, suck my dick |
I know it wasn’t meant to be |
Can’t stop, we got to make it through the misery (keep going) |
Laying low I just maintain |
Hard times enough to make you go insane (yes, God) |
I want for more than to just exist |
To live forever through these records, not concerned with the flesh |
Could suffer for a lifetime, that’s my eternal test |
Upon my last breath, I finally rest |
I want for more than to just exist |
To live forever through these records, not concerned with the flesh |
Could suffer for a lifetime, that’s my eternal test |
Upon my last breath, I finally rest |
«He who saves a single soul, saves the world entirely. |
Thank you. |
Thank you. |
Thank you very much!» |