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die glocke - ousama + khalid lyrics

[verse 1]

i rode these beats like moses
chosen hills
got my bean in their coconuts and now they fear my focus
keep close to the culture and mould this sh*t
all i see are these teeming vultures poking skin
i guess i’m a poet writing for something for someone
blessing a psilocybin trip sit p*ssing a pot spilling heat on a summer
still sleep on ousama bring beats if your stubborn
khalid mad on the track and he filling me to abundance
backpacking from baghdad to valhalla
asinine
state of affairs is men are fake
no wonder you drip wet stalactite
my stowed cabin is real [israel] likе post zion palestine
obelisk on thе moon landing my phallus lathered in lube gathered from rivers in nagasaki
your shoving that through your tube iike you never had enough food
two step in the booth i’m old school like a canaanite
tekken tech when i’m hit
my brews weaponize
that’s dmt on the wrist
still a fool in the jungle
k!ller mike if he’s dumb
einstein if he’s humble
amanita muscaria what’s scarier
seeing god or a hovering ufo at your derriere
beep beep bop
ai coming to life quicker than cumshots
london is boxed off hold tight to your hair only got botch jobs at the helm got to carry a nina like tolstoy what a threat to the ceiling i got the fox trotting finesse
bet

beast mode i’m in jest
wait till your feet fold for the rest
reloading a tech
cos the dreams open and nesting
no b*roll on the tape cos i’m deep holy and reckless
speak loud with my chest and i think clear with my message
hip hop is a gift so you treat this with some effort
i see our decline coming in dying days
we fighting each other keeping eyes shut to chinas case
uyghurs camps we never learn demented gangs who sever nerves
we fell in love with our enslavement heading straight to brave new worlds

[bridge]

what’s to say the west is the right
who’s to say the east is wrong
either way i was dying when i was reaching for a hand to hold
now we hit the mileage getting felines that i thread along
i was tryna find it but i declined for a severed thong

[verse 2]

thats the story of a guy to high to conquer
that’s the story of a mind too blind to ponder
though i told you write to resupply the culture
i rode a couple beats and realigned the roster
i was tryna tell em
and they were tryna speak
please don’t mind the psychedelics
were sober on a peak
the tape is now in motion
don’t panic if you tweak
we’ve been cooking up a potion
no hawking from your beaks…

- ousama khalid lyrics

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