Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Apples, artist - Kings of the City. Album song Darkness, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 29.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Lonesome Dog
Song language: English
Apples |
I see, I see, I see, I’ve been VI- VIP |
My knee high, green sky sits three feet under me |
It must’ve been, been, something seen, once but me |
More other dreams, just’ve seen, just the dreams it has to be |
Crack the beat like you crack a beer |
The atmosphere, stratosphere slacks this year |
And it happens here, dragon’s tears, here, only sound |
No words, no verbs, no nouns, no ground can be broken |
Other names are spoken, this is soakin' blue sky |
You try and fall from, your all gone |
All wrong, all on your mind, I’m tryna shine |
Tryna shine, tryna shine, find a line |
To explain from the brain what I’m sayin' |
What’s grain? |
Do you grind with diamonds now? |
Lie about tomorrow, burrowed from the burn scars |
No questions, then questions yourself |
Your health, your bells ring |
Fuck your psycho analysis |
I’m a user of cannabis |
There’s no chosin' when plannin' this |
I just get hammered from spliff |
Stuck in the savage bits |
But it happens fuckin' saggy chips |
baggin' chips |
This world around me makes me sick |
I’m forced to hold it down, but really I’m a scolded man |
My principles are older than a holy clan that’s known to scam |
And |
All subsequently pack for hoods |
In this forest life I stack the wood |
If I could move back I would |
Life’s made up of what you’ve cooked |
Nothin’s ever by the books |
We’re just a bunch of lyin' crooks |
Not shook to stay high and |
To understand this state of mind requires one to take the time |
To decipher my greatest rhymes and realise all the lies in time |
Paranoid city livin' |
I write this verse reminiscin' on the shit I been in |
Sick of bein' sick of sinnin', and not feelin' winnin' |
Still wheelin' dealin' with villains that always vision prison |
I guess it’s fuckin' given |
You can see their daydreams |
You can see their inner thoughts |
You could read reactions |
Better than a |
And as the apple drops into your paw |
You snap the stalk, the worm it eats the core |
You can see their daydreams |
You can see their inner thoughts |
You could read reactions |
Better than a |
And as the apple drops into your paw |
You snap the stalk, the worm it eats the core |
This is some musical |
do shit |
Yeah |
Into the sounds of the Kings Of The City |
Sit back |
Smoke a big sack |
Don’t give a flyin' fack |
You know how we do it |
Stay strong |
Kings Of The City |
Yeah |
Yeah |
Hit them high notes |
Hit them high notes |
Del |
I’m used to havin' to take a lot |
Ever since my cradle rocked |
I’ve heard nothin' but crazy plots |
and robbed |
Trust a heart, breaks a lot |
I trust a brain to create a block |
No mistaken blazin' crops |
Still hatin' cops |
And fuck their fairs |
'Cause they’re not catchin' my legs |
Things in my mind still rattle my head |
Feels like I’m battered and |
Comes on top like the hat on your head |
Life is a |
Goons round here will dump your boat and stamp your phone |
Is the battle here rigged? |
But still I daydream |
Stay with the same team |
Pay but remain free |
It’s Delman baby |
From hell where we dwell |
They sell grands daily |
Oh this world has changed me |
My dude just dumb thing |
I’m done bein' a dumb kid |
That’s role |
You’re not wonderin' why I’m huntin' |
With a drum kit for skunk spliffs |
Believe me I’ve tried |
But sometimes |
Yo, check |
So my man I got you a method |
To kill 'em all dead until you a legend |
'Two a second, metaphors come to me |
But I soon forget 'em |
I blame my mind |
You lost me, cost me, said you were threatened |
Then you tried to go the us route, thinkin' that you were beckoned |
What you regrettin' recession |
I got rid of oppresion but kept strife, best right |
'Cause when I feed the pressure it gets tight |
The Wolverine my lethal weapon, X type, let’s |
to give a fuck, flyin' fucks |
Crazy 'bout myself, the ego maniac, braniac on the mic |
Droppin' all this catch |
Pause and give applause to the Kings on the crazy track |
As I stare at the television but never watch, never listen |
Locked up behind bars, my mind sees a better prison |
Stuck in my head, a vision, the devil isn’t |
You think insane, think again |
And if you watch it explain and pick up brains and |
You can see their daydreams |
You can see their inner thoughts |
You could read reactions |
Better than a |
And as the apple drops into your paw |
You snap the stalk, the worm it eats the core |
You can see their daydreams |
You can see their inner thoughts |
You could read reactions |
Better than a |
And as the apple drops into your paw |
You snap the stalk, the worm it eats the core |