Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Proof & Pudding, artist - Scienze
Date of issue: 10.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Proof & Pudding |
Let Go, uh |
And keep it simple |
Heads high 'cuz believing is not the issue |
Its in the pudding, this proof is enough to prove |
I’m addicted to alcohol, I mean socially I misuse it |
No need for lying, ain’t never needed re movement |
I’m moving I haven’t picked up a spliff in like eight moons |
The stars aligned on the ocean I peep the scenery |
With each reflection reflecting on what we need to be |
If each direction respectably make a circle |
And pointing out of a center, the center is what we need to see |
See yourself keep on working, and keep a Visa fee |
And be yourself, keep on reaching for who you mean to be |
I mean it’s routine, once you get it you spread it |
You see my loose leaf is loose at the mouth it’s screaming |
Nobody perfect, the difference is if you know it |
I’m thinking that I’m as far as it gets, but see I’m growing |
To be this man, a man who can be a king |
A king who can get a queen, a queen who can wear a ring |
Foundation is always God, yes I am God made |
This will remain the truth, after the song fades |
Give 'em the proof |
Make it bang |
Give 'em the proof |
Make it bang |
They say we be like, a blast from the past |
A breath of fresh oxygen, the sun at the crack |
That shit niggas straight from the just attract |
In other words we bring that raw funk to the track |
But enough bragging, I got rights to read |
Pants sagging like i stay behind bars to be free |
Couldn’t ever have it any other way that shit’s backwards |
God comes first, probably be my last words |
Love comes next, family mix it and mastered |
EQing these values of life that really matter, behold |
I now complete my form to be whole |
Before I’m sucked in a never ending black hole, whoa |
These visions a universe worth to capture |
I.D is happening like a big bang in my brain |
Live infinite through base lines, and drawn patterns |
Play the record loud, so they hear the frequencies to Saturn |