Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cool Talk for the Morning, artist - SkyBlew.
Date of issue: 11.06.2018
Song language: English
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 |