Aware Songtext
von Benny Mails
Aware Songtext
Six shots of vodka right before the Phantom of the Opera
I mix the quinoa with the okra, whip like Jamie Oliver
Don′t try to lock me up, I'll pop your nut and kill the coroner
This land of cops and robbers, anthropologists and philosophers
I pick up the pad and I document between the fam and the foreigners
The roadside archaeologist, spray the bars for fans and followers
I chose the life of Cosy, the only life that chose me
I can′t be arsed for stress, I'll rasta sess and bless my broski
So pass the grass before I spit a bar that turns to shards of glass
That scars your arse, the darker path is what I chose to walk
I'll say it last but play it first, but in the past, I lay the verse
Today I′m here to let you know these man are mostly talk
I′m a power wrapped inside of my skin
And there's a heart inside my head
It′s a pounding, rushing, impetuous thing
And when I'm lying in my bed, she comes to me
Blindfold, nice to meet you, I′m the maestro
I came unqualified and I still do this with my eyes closed
You smell me? I'm always mighty healthy
I face the ghost alone and there ain′t shit that you can't tell me
Tell me something that I don't know
I′ll gentrify your postcode
Then blend it up for better, cuz, let′s make it look Rococo
You're a yes man, blessed man, I guess man′s home
Nah, it's just us, man, luck, man, that′s all we know
I'm a power wrapped inside of my skin
And there′s a heart inside my head
It's a pounding, rushing, impetuous thing
And when I'm lying in my bed, she comes to me
An imaginary dream, moving along
And I don′t care who I should be
I′m the smog you respirate up
Clean as the air that you inhale in your Tube escalator
But I need that extra vapour
Yo, I'm that overground speculator
Lost and found regulator, underground text-you-later
Pull out a chair to watch me act as if I care for your preparation
I dare you ever try and emulate it
You′re probably hating, no paper, unfragrant
Porsche game spaceship with a dumb acceleration
I'm lost in paradise in a fact or fiction fight
With the lovingest arrangements, the escapism sublime
The sunset and the sky, the shimmer and the shine
The ripping tide, River Thames is where I live my life
Life, life
I′m a power wrapped inside of my skin
And there's a heart inside my head
It′s a pounding, rushing, impetuous thing
And when I'm lying in my bed, she comes to me
An imaginary dream, moving along
And I don't care who I should be
I mix the quinoa with the okra, whip like Jamie Oliver
Don′t try to lock me up, I'll pop your nut and kill the coroner
This land of cops and robbers, anthropologists and philosophers
I pick up the pad and I document between the fam and the foreigners
The roadside archaeologist, spray the bars for fans and followers
I chose the life of Cosy, the only life that chose me
I can′t be arsed for stress, I'll rasta sess and bless my broski
So pass the grass before I spit a bar that turns to shards of glass
That scars your arse, the darker path is what I chose to walk
I'll say it last but play it first, but in the past, I lay the verse
Today I′m here to let you know these man are mostly talk
I′m a power wrapped inside of my skin
And there's a heart inside my head
It′s a pounding, rushing, impetuous thing
And when I'm lying in my bed, she comes to me
Blindfold, nice to meet you, I′m the maestro
I came unqualified and I still do this with my eyes closed
You smell me? I'm always mighty healthy
I face the ghost alone and there ain′t shit that you can't tell me
Tell me something that I don't know
I′ll gentrify your postcode
Then blend it up for better, cuz, let′s make it look Rococo
You're a yes man, blessed man, I guess man′s home
Nah, it's just us, man, luck, man, that′s all we know
I'm a power wrapped inside of my skin
And there′s a heart inside my head
It's a pounding, rushing, impetuous thing
And when I'm lying in my bed, she comes to me
An imaginary dream, moving along
And I don′t care who I should be
I′m the smog you respirate up
Clean as the air that you inhale in your Tube escalator
But I need that extra vapour
Yo, I'm that overground speculator
Lost and found regulator, underground text-you-later
Pull out a chair to watch me act as if I care for your preparation
I dare you ever try and emulate it
You′re probably hating, no paper, unfragrant
Porsche game spaceship with a dumb acceleration
I'm lost in paradise in a fact or fiction fight
With the lovingest arrangements, the escapism sublime
The sunset and the sky, the shimmer and the shine
The ripping tide, River Thames is where I live my life
Life, life
I′m a power wrapped inside of my skin
And there's a heart inside my head
It′s a pounding, rushing, impetuous thing
And when I'm lying in my bed, she comes to me
An imaginary dream, moving along
And I don't care who I should be
Writer(s): Marika Louise Hackman, Benjamin Leo Campbell Mailing, Tom Henry, Josh Crocker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

