Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spill, artist - ViewDate of issue: 01.10.2015
Song language: English
Spill |
| Spoken word, over silence, I’m feeling numb |
| Fallen poet, low-key, still keep it dumb |
| , outcome streaming none |
| How you’re feeling son? |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spill, lights out lay still |
| Warm base heal, been living under haze and it tastes real |
| , hard shit long days kill |
| I’m timeless, but plain plain still |
| And I only wanna taste how that grace feel |
| Trynna capture the sight |
| Living in the world where I do what I like |
| Bright light over night saying what I write |
| Let poems ignite and keep my focus floating over like kite |
| I’m stacking emotions and dozing potions for flowing precise |
| Like street tale with burned pages |
| Slowly pacing and aimless, but facing higher stages |
| Searching greatness and lacing powder with motivation |
| Placing patience over, high biases and fatuous making |
| So keeping my head over matter |
| While y’all be all over that nonsense |
| Faded emotion obey late hours and ruin the process |
| Mind is honest, cold shit, I punish with comments |
| And let opponents hold golden stacks |
| With my flowing sonic, my flowing sonic |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Life’s a bitch, looking in the mirror as I’m writing this |
| Trynna catch a glimpse of the beast |
| That is hidden and is living in the one that is writing this |
| I am the shit they know it, but deny it. |
| Put my soul in to these lyrics, |
| and you think that you can buy it, nah |
| Try to walk a mile in my shoes, boy |
| Imma shock you like my name Zeus, boy |
| It ain’t news boy, you gon' lose, boy |
| And that’s truth, boy |
| Why you act like you gotta pay deuce, boy |
| While you’re over there sipping no juice, boy |
| Your standpoint looking kinda loose, boy |
| The minute that you’re doubting me |
| It might lose your breath, like what’s next? |
| Leave a pool on the ground, babe tight yourself |
| These strange waters will haunt us, until we modest |
| For starters we’re not our fathers |
| We slaughtered, don’t even bother |
| Been working on this for the most of my life |
| And I won’t take advice, if you looked at me twice |
| But they noticed, in fact I’m larger than life |
| I’m greater, I am greater than you, and |
| Like I’m going down, let’s fucking ride, let’s fucking ride |
| So let’s fucking ride |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Champagne spilling |
| Spoken word, over silence, I’m feeling numb |
| Fallen poet, low-key, still keep it dumb |
| Speaking tongues, no outcome |
| Only healing lungs |
| And I’m feeling none |