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spectaculz - pandaraps lyrics

[verse 1: pandaraps]
pretty days around me, but i fixate on ugly features
creature comforts push me further away from think i wanna be here
sorries echo out like seash*lls, where i thought i’d hear the ocean
they sell hope by the seashore
hope i get to hold ’em, little longer ‘fore my details
exposing from my bogus
hocus*pocus, world be magic, but i’m locked inside a [?] self*imposed
it’s all self*imposed
pretty days all around me, but i can never focus on the good sh*t
oh, yeah, that’s the good sh*t
or is it with no exquisite if it hit me with a fish stick
‘cross the face like, this sh*t is a tom & jerry tidbit
tad bit caught up in my past sh*t
pointer points of passion like that’s when i had it
point out all the sad sh*t like that’s where my dad is
driftin’ through the topics ’til the last laugh so close that i can grab it
pretty days all around me, but all i see the bad sh*t

[chorus: pandaraps]
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need a better view
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need some spectacles
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need a better view
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need some spectacles (wave)
[verse 2: tilden parc]
i would be h*lla happy if i put time into practice
if i believed in magic, maybe i could make it happen
too focused on my craft to see there’s art inside this madness
couldn’t tell you where i’m goin’, ’cause i can’t see where i have been
i think i need some context (yeah)
i’m only doin’ passive
with ten toes in the grass, i couldn’t say what shade the grass is
i need to drop the sad sh*t
’cause the men i knew grew armor hard as diamonds
everytime i started cryin’
growin’ up, they told me, “flex up,” boy, don’t fess up to the cash (quick)
middle finger up
stick to the man that they want me to be ’cause i’m better as me
shout*out to my family, they think i’m the black sheep
i’m more like a black king
with crown that’s a roof on a house for anxiety
and all of the things that i shouldn’t regret
but i can’t seem to get through my head
that the time that i spend on my past
would be better off spent on me tryna make peace
with the man in reflection, i wanna be present
struggle to soak in the moment, i’m chokin’ on things that i should’ve said
and things i should’ve did
ayy, f*ck you [?] for sendin’ me, there’s no one
i can’t see sh*t without rockin’ presciption untinted lenses
i’m in my feelings
so deep, i pursist ’til my own ascension
i budget to pay attention, stunin’ shade for they clouded vision
my skin tone is stunnin’, the sun ray
but i better relate to the day when it turn gray
addicted to earn wage, high stress so i burn sage
i’m addicted to growth, need a rack just to focus
i think i need some glasses (yeah)
could see h*lla happy if i put time into practice (wave)
if i believed in magic, maybe i could make this happen
i’m too focused on her ass to see there’s beauty in this*
d*mn, hold on
[chorus: pandaraps]
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need a better view
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need some spectacles
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need a better view
think i need some glasses
think i need some contacts
think i need some spectacles

- pandaraps lyrics

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