Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stay Sane Freestyle, artist - Ocean Wisdom. Date of issue: 10.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stay Sane Freestyle |
| Yo, scumbag that Trump |
| Prey shower and blood |
| Lead the way untold damage done, until that’s undone |
| People pray, cadence, one, three, empty space |
| I found my fun, these five little thumbs brought me this wage |
| Come, come |
| We peacefully wade, knee deep in hate, yeah |
| How long? |
| Before this blade might half his weight, yeah |
| Fun fun, my people bleed, elation meets his gaze, yeah |
| Run run, as far away as your feet can take |
| Peace and rage, a war between belief and hate |
| A chord plays for my Gs in graves, I pour away all my grief and pain, in jest |
| But it’s never in jest these days, inches, an inch away from falling asleep, |
| and not waking up again |
| Concrete you meet, you met the concrete that day |
| And I can do it on beat, all I saw was some zombies on the streets today |
| Is it weed or me? |
| That’s roaming the streets again? |
| Tryna find my feet, on a policeman’s face |
| My interpretation was their interpretations |
| Got em in a situation and it was blatant |
| I didn’t wanna face em or put em in the pavement |
| I knew they was afraid so I didn’t wanna chase em |
| I did it coh I had to, suckery a vacuum |
| Anyway, I don’t know why I worry about a wasteman |
| More time it’s a volley they’re facing |
| Wayne Rooney’d man in the jaw bone |
| One quick pray and he dead on the walk home |
| Wondering «Where did my innocent thoughts go?» |
| I air my assist, still get bored though |
| I go on classy but not too classy |
| Ain’t want the righty, till they got too clarty |
| And now he in the dots coh he got to nutty |
| And me and him used to just watch Toonami, ooh |
| That’s a Vegeta and Goku in the Frieze Saga there wasn’t no Buu |
| Them times we was more young and more noble |
| Then we got swayed by watchers in no brew |
| Remember I told you I’d be global and be a mogul and so far from my vocal |
| Too many raves in love with the coco and now when you get an offer, |
| you get lowballed |
| Professional my ting effortless, elegant, specialist, time and evidence |
| Look at the element I’m in, steadily rhyming, fill you in, fucked you’re |
| celibate |
| Oi bring in some violins, we can get dark and rap about violence |
| I’ve been in parts with slashers on islands, I’m in the dark don’t aggravate my |
| ting |
| Read all the small print fore you just dive in, it’s not an endorsement or a |
| cosigning |
| If you’re a product instead of a client, sounds like slavery inspired it |
| Invisible chains and wires, weights and losses |
| Real life backward, noughts and crosses |
| Real life spaces, horrible bosses |
| Ever the student, forever just pepperin true |
| They was barely a nuisance, we didn’t see them on the news |
| Heavily gruesome, no telling what brothers will do |
| It’s a home intrusion, but it feels like they let us through |
| Paranoid thoughts, who’s finessing who? |
| Some men is caught, and regular weather resumes |
| Life is restored, better, renewed |
| A glitch in the stars, forever removed |