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​freakfest 2024 set - esgua lyrics

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[intro]

[intro: esgua]
yo, it’s dj fortitude valley comin’ at ya live
from the dj fortitude valley radio show
on today’s episode, we got some very special guests
we got chazaiya, we got finnlay
we got workinprogresss, we got for rest
we got morpheus
wait, technical di—di—di—di—di—di—di—di—di—di—di—di—di
fi—fi—fi—fi—fi—fi—fi—fi—fi—fi

[part i]

[intro: chazaiya]
ayy, uh, check
alright, listen

[chorus: chazaiya]
walk up in the spot like, “do you need that?”
know my sh*t is hot, i give a f*ck about your feedback
they be waitin’ on the drop, like the beat has
on a higher plane, know that i can help you reach that
walk up in the spot like, “do you need that?”
know my sh*t is hot, i give a f*ck about your feedback
they be waitin’ on the drop, likе the beat has
on a higher planе, know that i can help you reach that
[verse: chazaiya]
sg on the set like, “can you stream that?”
i done seen a lot of horrors from the green tank
i done seen a lot of sh*t from where the peace at
i don’t need the greenbacks
i just want to make you, uh
i just want to make you dance like, “do you need that?”
and you never catch me sayin’, “where the weed at?”
i choose to attack my sadness sober
i be at home, bruh, you know i ain’t a casanova
i got the sh*t to k!ll a b*st*rd slower
off the d*ck, i can tell that you a master blower
it’s all love though, yeah, you oughta know her
pull up with the car low, like bossa nova
yo, they say he’s a goat, he’s on the side of boers
f*ck a vulture, man, i can’t trust no more
i won’t let you go, like it’s disclosure
do what you want, no questions asked, like controlla

[chorus: chazaiya]
walk up in the spot like, “do you need that?”
know my sh*t is hot, i give a f*ck about your feedback
they be waitin’ on the drop, like the beat has
on a higher plane, know that i can help you reach that
walk up in the spot like, “do you need that?”
know my sh*t is hot, i give a f*ck about your feedback
[part ii]

[intro: finnlay]
genuinely (genuinely)

[verse 1: finnlay]
f*ck anyone that’s gonna doubt me
how the f*ck i’m ‘sposed to know what i’m gon’ be?
said what i said, i don’t need a backup plan
want me to hang up the suit, like i’m iron man
sit at a desk ’til i’m sixty, f*ck, i don’t know man
i’m thinkin’ ’bout sellin’ my soul
but sh*t, that’s unholy, man
did you see me with my girl? she’s my only fan
and f*ck you, ’cause i don’t really care
like jfk’s face when he saw the sniper glare
had to ‘fess up, ’cause i know your girl ugly
ask for a promise, you know i don’t trust me
what you actin’ nonchalant for?
i could never stick with a “sure”
truth be told, i am not lying
bad b*tch, but she blow me, dandelion
surf gang plus cg, i’m harto falión
got a mate mk, make him my stylist
i want to make a living off the things that i love
i want to take pics for your instagram story
the view count locked, close friends
why we goin’ out? yeah, i thought we were close friends
why are ships dockin’? we ain’t in perth
[bridge: finnlay]
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan
it was never my plan

[verse 2: finnlay]
it was never my plan to stick to this route
like a gps, i redirect that b*tch, then i pray to god
in the mirror i confess, i was with— hol’ up, wait
worldwide villain, b*tch, i’m interfered
met a new girl and i asked if she like beer
had to ‘fess up, ’cause i know your girl ugly
grown man, but you don’t trust me
what you actin’ nonchalant for?
i could never stick with a—

[part iii]

[verse: workinprogresss]
drop dead, breathe in
give me five, get my reps in
got the drop on him
get my cash right, 50 on a glass pipe
heatwaves pulse in my bloodstream
eyes stained red, like i’m upstream
spendin’ every night in a daydream
hope when you wake, you can see where i’m at
exhale smoke ’cause i’m so free
cried like a b*tch over nosebleeds
been there on the lowkey
and it caught me, livin’ lowly
stared at you (you look lonely)
what i’d give to be reshaped
i rewind the tape
i step on the brakes
i got counter weight
counter on the counter bass
f*ck, it’s a lot
tell me how you cope, pass back the dot
drown it in booze and a stained pot
it’s just human nature, no second thought
i don’t spit at, i don’t punch down
i don’t throw hands, no chris brown
i’m not prejudiced, i’m a self*terrorist
with a motive that’s real to me
it’s a spark in the sun when you get what i mean
and i’ll preach that when i get a moment to breathe
slip through my tongue ’cause i’m arcin’ to see
when my options are through, i’ll be down on my knees (you look like—)
b*tch, please
i don’t drop, i just switch keys
it’s gold plaques, when my switch bleeds
i don’t spare none, for your fake pleas
don’t come, don’t speak
don’t say what you don’t mean
real trash, real f*gs
real hoes on these main teams

[part iv]

[sample]
you overthink things
you say, “what if we’re not meant to be?”
well you know w—

[part v]
[instrumental]

[part vi]

[verse: for rest]
walkin’ in the woods so long that i can’t feel my feet
thinkin’ that they safe, but they ain’t look up in the trees
need another k!ll, ’cause all the good things come in threes
buried in the dirt, you would’ve thought they were some seeds
make ’em scream, for rest in your dream
metal in my hand, i just love the way it gleam
i just can’t keep my hands clean
b*tch, i know you know my name
calm before the storm, you still got swept up by the rain
snap him like a picture, b*tch, but i ain’t talkin’ frames
i’ll explore your city like i was a tourist
you can hear my victims singin’ in a wretched chorus
ask around, b*tch, they all know the name is for rest
huh, b*tch, for rest

[interlude: esgua & dj zillmere]
ayy, it’s dj fortitude valley comin’ out here
i got a— i got a— i got— i’mma introduce you to the guy
dj zillmere, comin’ in through
ayy, what’s good it’s dj zillmere in the cut, i made this beat, b*tch

[part vii]

[chorus: morpheus]
morpheus, used to preach the word, now i’m faithless
prayin’ for a pretty thing to come give me a facelift
got to face it, i’m no more than half a man at most
what is the measure of a man beyond the loudness of his boast?
i’m poppin’ ritalin and coffee shots to turn my brain to toast
i’m alone on my island, every way i look is coast
i f*ck up for the last time again and again
i feel like i’d be better locked up like a pig in a pen

[verse: morpheus]
stumble out the joint, four deep, gulpin’ down air
cute girl with pretty eyes, hits me with a death glare
legs drag me ‘cross the street, i sidestep her
this old f*ck looks at me in disgust, like i’m a leper
i’m rockin’ faded makeup with my skirt and my tights
i know she’s callin’ me to break up, i won’t put up a fight
the club lights pierce my irises like f*ckin’ needles
their gazes crawl all over my skin like beetles
do they notice scarlet marks from my rushed shave?
on my sweaty pallor trapped in this death rave
if i stop the dance, will i wake up in a grave?
what if every day i dance i still end up in a grave?
still these feelings bubble underneath my skin like i’ve got the bends
can’t even remember the last time that i saw my friends
i guess that’s just how life goes
pray that all the dancing is worth the nice clothes

[chorus: morpheus]
morpheus, used to preach the word, now i’m faithless
prayin’ for a pretty thing to come give me a facelift
got to face it, i’m no more than half a man at most
what is the measure of a man beyond the loudness of his boast?
i’m poppin’ ritalin and coffee shots to turn my brain to toast
i’m alone on my island, every way i look is coast
i f*ck up for the last time again and again
i feel like i’d be better locked up like a pig in a pen

[part viii]

[interlude: esgua]
so i’ve just been informed
that, uhh, we have one more song
i don’t know where it came from
i don’t know who made it
i don’t know why it’s here
but, we’re about to play it for you

[part ix]

[intro]
you b*tches can’t even spell
you b*tches can’t even spell f—

[verse: esgua]
y’all lame b*tches get exposed, like every day
i don’t even got to do nothing, just watch in pain
i don’t even know the designers, run the game
like what
you see the [?]
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