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great day - boat gang lyrics

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[intro: king crimson]
confusion will be my epitaph

[verse: roudro]
open my journal, “only for my eyes”, and begin to write
have i lived a good life, did it have too much strife?
sometimes dead inside, reaching under the pillow for a knife
only alive out of spite, at everyone and this life

my mind is in anarchy
jacking off to nudes in the gallery
endlessly cursing humanity
lost in all this f*ckery

but then the bois
pull me out of the noise
(“i’m crackin ur lackin tell me, what’s f*ckin’?”)
(“whats happening, you acting, stop bugging, say something”)
dragging me outside for a drivе they said
one thing to another it lеd
got me feeling good for once
nonstop hitting blunts, pickin’ on the runts

[chorus: cinab*tters]
all the praise got us feeling dazed
reminding us what a great day is
vibin’ so hard, can’t get fazed no more
cruising so hard, blazed to the core
only the homies and nothing more
lonely no more, finally free to soar

[verse: spg yuki]
in the backseat of the corolla
sippin’ on some soda
getting higher than the twin towers, pre 9/11
feeling like i have super powers, feeling like a 7

one boy muttering about cheese, the other going on about unpaid fees
one limpin’ with a broken knee and another one tryna f*ck a tree. (what the f*ck bro)

nothing else matters but the here and now
you’ll figure it out later, some way, somehow

meant for something greater, always h*llbent
full sent
can’t afford to spend more than a few cents
broke as f*ck, but the vibes got me up to a 100 percent
dreaming of blowing up like nades, headlining parades
chilling with the greats, meeting destiny on dates
it ain’t happen yet
but nothings set
*mic drop*

[chorus: cinab*tters]
all the praise got us feeling dazed
reminding us what a great day is
vibin’ so hard, can’t get fazed no more
cruising so hard, blazed to the core
only the homies and nothing more
lonely no more, finally free to soar

[verse: spg lach]
ain’t f*cking with simpin’ anymore
constant pimping, with one of us limpin’
life ain’t a chore no more

on the weekend, clapping cheeks
n the weekdays, surpassing peaks
ain’t got the time to sleep
rhymes never too weak

from the bed to the studio
street cred, quid pro quo
black belt, hit em with taekwondo
make her melt, they call me romeo
love yall no h0m*, run it back in slomo
then pick it back up like a mess in the store
(clean up in aisle 6)

we go hard with these bars
driving 20 above in cars
i’m high as mars
naw f*ck that, high as the stars

[chorus: cinab*tters]
all the praise got us feeling dazed
reminding us what a great day is
vibin’ so hard, can’t get fazed no more
cruising so hard, blazed to the core
only the homies and nothing more
lonely no more, finally free to soar

[verse: n*dawg]
the depression almost gone, reaching my swan song
other lawn, always green, sippin’ lean, ain’t a p*wn
maybe this is the time we finally catch our break
shaky and achy, if this is a dream, i don’t wanna wake

[chorus: cinab*tters]
all the praise got us feeling dazed
reminding us what a great day is
vibin’ so hard, can’t get fazed no more
cruising so hard, blazed to the core
only the homies and nothing more
lonely no more, finally free to soar

- boat gang lyrics

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