Lyrics Cool Talk for the Morning - SkyBlew

Cool Talk for the Morning

Cool talk for the
Cool talk for the
Cool talk for the
It’s like this
Bruce Lee, Chung Lee, Rock Lee, this a kicker
Mars in my bars like Snickers, figures
I’m spaced out, eating Reese Puffs to Milky Way
Lip sync to the music, I ain’t going out the Milly way
Vanilly ice cream, I’m cold illy, no wet Willy
The ears dry, death sounding grim like Billy
Uh, flows meaner than Mandy, rest in peace Tandy
Hard to breathe in my current thoughts like sandy
My tree dome is where I free roam
Like a ex-con playing GTA, give him hives
I’m breaking out, here’s some Clearasil
Going ghost, Danny Phantom in Silent Hill, ew!
Wipe that drool off your chin, Sky tatted on my skin
Not a name seeking in, I
Wasn’t born in April, so who you tryna fool?
Now
Infinite frostbites will make the devil cool down
I’m not receiving even though your song’s catchy
Call yourself a artist just because you acting sketchy?
Word to the, we nerds, why we dividing for?
Now I got ‘em lost in translation of the metaphor
Give me a few to unwind down
A little Nujabes and Amy Winehouse
What tomorrow holds we’ll find out
When that hour approaches but right now I’m focused so time out
Give me a few to unwind down
A little Nujabes and Amy Winehouse
What tomorrow holds we’ll find out
When that hour approaches but right now I’m focused so time out
Man, cool talk for the morning
Cool talk for the morning, yeah
Cool talking from the night to the morning
My brain never stop performing
Yeah yeah, uh
Cool talk for the
Cool talk for the
Cool talk for the morning
Cool talking from the night to the morning
My brain never stop performing
Yo, it’s something fishy on the reels
See the cloud flying over women head over heels
Just skills unseen like Jessica Alba until I’m still too fantastic for a deal
‘cause I pursue storms, steady scheming like chill
Aren’t you sick of people putting to sleep?
You NyQuil
The night will reveal the drafts of light, chill
Created a new sound, I made it, no mic realer
A June, J Beat caveman on the, dig a hole undefeated
Zero losses, bosses ain’t enough, bank on that
Pigeon man beyond the sun what I trust
I is a must like a under-age arm
After being outside all day, call me State Farm
‘cause like a good neighbor, I’m there when you need it
And that was on the humble, imagine me conceited
Peace
Paint The Sky, Blew