Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scope or Claw, artist - Sims. Album song Field Notes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.09.2014
Record label: Doomtree
Song language: English
Scope or Claw |
I was plucked from the sky |
pulled down into the the black goo |
an evil surrounded me |
now I’m trying to pull my way back through |
maybe I was running too fast |
too locked in, too cocky, too close to the sun |
needed to be burned on down |
well that’s how it turned out |
I’m not sure if I believe in god |
but there’s a force that’ll even odds |
leave your logic flawed |
leave you saying (insert black block_ PAPES) |
maybe that was code |
pull me off the road because I went too far from home |
maybe that was wrong but I’ll never know |
it goes exactly how it goes |
and supposing doesn’t get me closer to what would’ve been |
tally the wins, rally the loss, put wind in the sails |
me and my chick, she’s bad as fuck, we on that no matter what shit |
we ain’t noting to fuck with |
same as the crew I grew up with |
from the downswing to the uptick |
the mud don’t get as thick as the blood |
and a motherfucker don’t quit ever he just learns how to trudge |
so where you are it’s a call out, roof gone, walls out |
no sir, no sale, I will see you in hell |
from the bell to the tomb I’m all out |
even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn’t take another way |
even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day |
and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late |
so I guess I’ll do this my way |
I vibrate like five strings doing solos around the whole globe |
and I expand like rubber bands show you how low can a soul go |
and I snap in half and I put it back, no illusions |
I go into with no delusions |
I don’t know it I just fucking do it, ain’t nothing too it |
fear has got no business here |
but it don’t disappear it just lives near |
and I let that settle, prove my mettle |
and I never peddle that sentimental |
call my manager, tell him I don’t give a fuck |
should’ve quit years ago |
a buck? |
god damn it I do what I love |
and all my heroes are broke |
even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn’t take another way |
even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day |
and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late |
so I guess I’ll do this my way |
I push until I break then I find me some tape |
been that way since I was a boy |
and I found that it snaps when it’s wound too tight |
now I do it lightly with time to enjoy |
when I get picked off by scope or claw |
I land with style like I planned it out |
make it work like hand-me-downs |
with a fresh new cut to sing about |
even lost on the rockiest road I wouldn’t take another way |
even on the darkest night, even on the coldest day |
and I’ll never know if that was right until it’s too late |
so I guess I’ll do this my way |