Name: First Class - The Nait Sirk, ChaosTV & Jack Dice (prod. HeyDread) by the NAIT SIRK
Duration: 3 min 33 s
Description: First Class -- with The Nait Sirk, Chaos TV & Jack Dice (prod. HeyDread)

First Class -- with The Nait Sirk, Chaos TV & Jack Dice (prod. HeyDread)

First Class - The Nait Sirk, ChaosTV & Jack Dice (prod. HeyDread)

the NAIT SIRK & Alma 16 - TRYING TO BELIEVE [prod. Alma 16)

the NAIT SIRK & Alma 16 - WE GOOD [prod. Alma 16]

LYRICS: 

Verse 1 (OJ MOUNTAIN):

I look in the eye of the fake fucks
Mobilize my people all the way up
Enjoyed the morning aurora
Pierce the foil on the k cup
Translation,
I’m tryna form a routine so I don’t stay stuck
Forgot to put nutritious food in my trough 
Didn’t take one sip of water
But fear is easy to profit off of
Gotta disallow mistakes to dictate if I be off or on on a given day
I gotta say, my love is a disappearing act and frayed
My heart was turned into an ace of spades like David Blaine
Photos of my mother holding me
I often wonder how she envisioned the older me
Decency I employ 
My barometer of joy senses tsunami swells, rendering it void
Splashing with the koi in the pond of short term reward
I’m a tyrant in my own war

Verse 2 (the NAIT SIRK):

Moving scrupulous
Been dodging all the stupid shit
Watch the two spliffs
Accumulate into a cumulus
Among them like the stewardess
No rookie, I ain’t new to this
block my path, you ludicrous
Knock ya back like move bitch
Know I need the cream, need a cool whip
On my Wu shit
Need the blue strips
Pulling strings
Like acoustics
I’m a new fish,
Swimmin’ in the big pond
Droppin’ lip bombs
See who sink on 
Down… 
To the bottom,
Yeah, It’s fuck another autumn
I been parsing up my garden
I was born to fight like Spartan
At the airport, flight to foreign
Louis duffle, snuck the cart in
Vest of kevlar, guarded heart and
Never break in like some Doc Martens
Who adjacent, it’s a large margin
Sayin’ shit, you know I’ll put your face up on a carton
Boxing up the spaceship, feelin’ like a martian
I ain’t from this planet baby, they don’t get my jargon
Gotta play it smart with the green like Marcus
Keep a watchful eye of every corner like I’m Argus
Always staying up, swear the weed been like a harness
Take a couple puffs cuz the journey it been parlous

produced by Purpan // mixed & mastered by the NAIT SIRK

First Class - The Nait Sirk, ChaosTV & Jack Dice (prod. HeyDread)

the NAIT SIRK

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