Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tie Dye Sky, artist - Mcabre BrothersAlbum song Tell A Friend, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blah
Song language: English
Tie Dye Sky |
| Chilling in a tie dye sky |
| Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why |
| And I do one, 0121 |
| To the rising sun |
| Chilling in a tie dye sky |
| Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why |
| And I do one, 0121 |
| To the rising sun |
| Runaway, runway in a 108 |
| Pitchfork got it custom made |
| Tuck my shirt, but don’t tuck my chain |
| I got the pack, never underweight |
| Sunny boys like a summer day |
| Moon rock make me suffocate |
| Please do not resuscitate |
| Cool off, it’s nothing mate |
| I’m at dinner with three women, double date |
| I see the rain drops on the stained glass |
| Wake up in the morning, morn of a days passed |
| You can see the pain through the face mask |
| Wondering why the trees are so green in the graveyard |
| Chilling in a tie die sky |
| Yeah you know I live the high life, hi hi bye |
| Then I’m long gone, I ain’t in Hong Kong but I’m overseas like |
| Wish I was smoking cheese |
| I want to some rizine or some OCB’s |
| Feeling like so OAPs but still thuggy |
| Feeling like ODB, I’m still a youngin |
| Still got time to get it in, let’s begin |
| Commit all the seven sins |
| Bumping rock Mars, that’s that '76 |
| Reminisce in my chair like I’m 76, sweg |
| Chilling in a tie dye sky |
| Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why |
| And I do one, 0121 |
| To the rising sun |
| Chilling in a tie dye sky |
| Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why |
| And I do one, 0121 |
| To the rising sun |
| Sitting at the bar, the image of a palm tree |
| Burnt into my brain, I learnt to be insane |
| I see the rain drops splash on the cracked glass |
| I didn’t get the joke but I’m happy to laugh last |
| Sand blast, the past fast, then crash |
| I slowly walk into tomorrow, ignorant of sorrow |
| Borrow your ears, hush child swallow your tears |
| Bite the bullet with hollow veneers, cheers |
| Ignore your peers, forge careers |
| Keep pouring beers 'til you wake up in forty years, like |
| Okay now what son? |
| Even though it’s not fun |
| You gotta keep going 'til the jobs done |
| Or at least that’s what the pamphlet said |
| Now you’re 60 with a timeshare, chilling in the hot sun |
| With white hair, and a beg of meds |
| At the edge of the pool with the regrets of a fool |
| Wait, you just spaced out, you’re still 20 |
| There’s still time to commit crimes and spill Henny |
| On the street, for the death of the youth, you’re not gonna be |
| Free your chi and find yourself in the wrong company |
| Chilling in a tie dye sky |
| Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why |
| And I do one, 0121 |
| To the rising sun |
| Chilling in a tie dye sky |
| Answering questions like why, why, why, why, why |
| And I do one, 0121 |
| To the rising sun |