Praise Wild Songtext
von Maker

I got a right to my vices, despite what it seems
Shine the light on precisely, the sights unseen
Third side on my side, I′m for these sights unseen
Third side on my side, I'm for these sights unseen
I got a right to my vices, despite what it seems
Shine the light on precisely, the sights unseen
Third side on my side, I′m for these sights unseen
Simple as simple blood, make it simple hands on clean


I be travelling man, I'm a rambling man
But buddy don't tell my business, don′t be babbling man
I make your capital plans, I′ll take the cash in advance
And I won't be happenstance when it be happening man
Perhaps or even afterwords, a flash in the pan
I tip my hat to you cats, now what′s the haps with a man
I'll go half on a sag, just give me back what you can
It′s piggyback and pan around to get your hand for the can
I pull the shorties for a tan and get you cancelling plans
Surrounded by ignoramuses, no thanks for the hand
Don't keep a thang on my waist, I do my thang I′ll be damned
If I be wasting the chance, I'm too impatient to be waiting around
I might dance, fold a couple more pants
And kick it like a soccer game
Your bitch with it like a moth to flame
Boo-hoo, it's cause your dude exude a confidence that I cannot contain
It′s like them pull out Jimbo′s with no hesitation
Spitter, roll up your windows, it's antidote you′re wasting
Lighting up the square, staring out the hotbox
A thought process smoulder like pop rocks in Coca Cola

I got a right to my vices, despite what it seems
Shine the light on precisely, the sights unseen
Third side on my side, I'm for these sights unseen
Third side on my side, I′m for these sights unseen
I got a right to my vices, despite what it seems
Shine the light on precisely, the sights unseen
Third side on my side, I'm for these sights unseen
Simple as simple blood, make it simple hands on clean


We out here like the truth, full disclosure
That palpable tension, you know, skully and motive
We ready and loaded, fully emboldened
The only problem is choosing commas over semi-colons
If we ain′t headed for the top of getting head then where we going
Divide and conquer, that's the quote shit'll get you woven
Whistling the theme to X-Files past graveyards
Guessing the recipe to rest in peace in my day job
Would you even need to take it easy if it ain′t hard
Um, are you okay God?
Following this trail of breadcrumbs used to be a cakewalk
Throwing on my headphones, running around the same block
But today it felt like conveyor belts
And if these groundhogs could talk
Well they′d be saying "save yourself"
There's potholes in my lung and plot holes in my songs
If I ain′t right about, God knows I'm wrong
Spit supply saliva, better get wetter than Evian
Chaos is a ladder to the level that he getting on
Tattle-tale and telephone games, running telethons
On the principle, caught by the principal, figure in the film

I got a right to my vices, despite what it seems
Shine the light on precisely, the sights unseen
Third side on my side, I′m for these sights unseen
Third side on my side, I'm for these sights unseen
I got a right to my vices, despite what it seems
Shine the light on precisely, the sights unseen
Third side on my side, I′m for these sights unseen
Simple as simple blood, make it simple hands on clean

Yeah, E. Weezy
We out here capping off on these motherfuckers man
We got bars and stars, you know who we are
Needle to the groove maker
Edgewise, you know what I mean, shark style
We've been doing this shit for decades man
Y'all′s way behind, you know what I′m saying
We stay seven steps ahead
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