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proxima chronos - designed versailles fabric lyrics

designed versailles fabric
native sh-t
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[introduction]
yeah.. -coughs-
anoti beats
what else.. huh

[chorus]
pain is in the past
pain is in the past
pain is in the past can’t feel it now
it’s own time is ripe it will fade away
hard to count these scars healed by solitude
used to feel that sh-t it’s so history
left in church when i took the plea
left that in the house when i took the dip
let it all go don’t hold on to that

[verse 1]
basket dey front cam trowey support
here na choir all.. man di sing hold-on the applaud pastor di preach (lord knows.. yeah)
man-of-power you amaze me can’t feel your pain can’t spark your light
rumblers in the jungle trying to act right
cl-ster against cl-ster that thrill is gone
curtains are closed paid clappers making noise filling halls worry not back-to-back we got it
out here is the jungle in know
you taught me right all these preachers are clowns
will power alone ain’t enough
failure comes through the window
brewed like stallion oboi made of black
psychic connect all we need
lot of pretty faces (aww.. sh-t)

[chorus]
(define what you feel)
pain is in the past
pain is in the past
pain is in the past can’t feel it now
it’s own time is ripe it will fade away
hard to count these scars healed by solitude
used to feel that sh-t it’s so history
left that in church when i took the plea
left that in the house when i took the dip
let it all go don’t hold on to that

[verse 2]
in that way back sh-t back to this bar sh-t keep it hunnid ain’t playing (e di hot?)
back to this bar sh-t heavier than tyson’s
muscles on kilo on kilos
higher than floating working than donkeys
got the juice i’m the plug
keep walking rich man
keep ploughing i’m the sow
need a rainy day, pop up (sunshine sunshine)
yeah.. i stole the show
my time’s up hold-on the applaud no intro for me in the city where faces don’t feel
(dawg) where faces don’t feel
(dawg.. yeah) where faces don’t feel

[chorus]
pain is in the past
pain is in the past
pain is in the past can’t feel it now
it’s own time is ripe it will fade away
hard to count these scars healed by solitude
used to feel that sh-t it’s so history
left that in church when i took the plea
left that in the house when i took the dip
let it all go don’t hold on to that

[verse 3]
quelle joie-de-vive enfant riches déprime
suis moko faut rester mboko
zele ou fringuer mon gar suis pied sur terre (but i feel like na sp-ce)
gang up the bars that sh-t irrelevant
njaka i’ve been grinding like a year straight
the light still dim on one pedal speed break not an option
been on my own path pale-back reloaded
societal flocks trying to lead a way
life’s bad life’s good what’s the preference
go-on create-it make-it do it (yeah)
protect your peace cleanse your sp-ce
shout-out to my fami.. friends and frenemies
shout-out to them boys used to blow them trees
hayo bring them spirit let them boys clear the pain as we sing..

[chorus]
(hay.. hay)
pain is in the past
pain is in the past
pain is in the past can’t feel it now
it’s own time is ripe it will fade away
hard to count these scars healed by solitude
(yeah) it’s so history
church when i took the plea
let it all go don’t hold on to that (yeah)

[outroduction]
(no..) don’t hold on to that
as you see, place way i sleep reach
like you die a thousand times, take a nap a billion times
oboi where i comot, reme comot deep, grandma deeper
oboi i get roots
oboi i get roots -preach..- (yeah)
yeah.. yeah..
shout-out to my fami.. friend and frienemies
shout-out to my fami.. friend and frienemies

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native sh-t

- designed versailles fabric lyrics

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