bryson tiller - self righteous [sped up + reverb]

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Brent Faiyaz- No One Knows (Sped Up)

what you heard — sonder (sped up)

Poison - brent faiyaz [sped up]

Rehab - Brent Faiyaz (sped up)

𝘽𝙧𝙮𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙏𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 - 𝙇𝙚𝙩 𝙀𝙢 𝙆𝙣𝙤𝙬 (𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙙 - 𝙪𝙥)

Been Away(sped up) -brent faiyaz

All Mine - Brent Faiyaz (sped up)

I have often wondered

What it would be like

To fall down

A wishing well.

Well, Alice fell

Down a hole

inside a tree

And was transported

Somewhere else

Chasing a rabbit

With a ticking clock

Who was running free.

She landed inside a room

With glittery bottles

And treats that said

“Eat me”

Drink the bottle she did

And become much smaller

She shrunk to the size

Of the talking door

Who let her in

As she wasn’t big

Any more.

I have often wondered

What it would be like

To fall down

A wishing well.

Well, Alice fell

Down a hole

inside a tree

And was transported

Somewhere else

Chasing a rabbit

With a ticking clock

Who was running free.

She wandered the woods

And fields of flowers

Who sang

and talked to her

For hours.

The caterpillar

With a hookah

Blowing swirls of smoke

Suggested eating mushrooms

To get big again

It was no joke.

Alice grew again

During her journey

And became trapped

Inside a house

Belonging to the rabbit

She chased

While looking for his gloves.

I have often wondered

What it would be like

To fall down

A wishing well.

Well, Alice fell

Down a hole

inside a tree

And was transported

Somewhere else

Chasing a rabbit

With a ticking clock

Who was running free.

The walrus and the carpenter tale

The flood that washed her ashore

The creatures dancing among the fire

Never warned her

About what was in store.

The duchess had a baby

And the pepper made

Everyone sneeze

Her baby turned into a pig

To escape and run free.

The mad hatter threw

A tea party with cups

And pots of tea

The guests were very limited

And they were all asked

To change their seats.

I have often wondered

What it would be like

To fall down

A wishing well.

Well, Alice fell

Down a hole

inside a tree

And was transported

Somewhere else

Chasing a rabbit

With a ticking clock

Who was running free.

How does Alice get home

She began to look for advice

A Cheshire cat in a tree

Who claimed that he was mad.

“A dog’s not mad. You grant that?”

“I suppose so”, said Alice.

“Well then,” said the Cat

“you see a dog growls when it’s angry, and wags it’s tail when it’s pleased.

Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad.”

We’re all mad here,

and this is kind of the point

The difference between madness

And sanity aren’t much in reality.

I have often wondered

What it would be like

To fall down

A wishing well.

Well, Alice fell

Down a hole

inside a tree

And was transported

Somewhere else

Chasing a rabbit

With a ticking clock

Who was running free.

The queen of hearts

wants her head

And Alice knows the queen

wants her dead.

Yet a match was suggested

A game of croquet.

Like a bad dream

Her croquet mallet

Was alive

A writhing flamingo

There was reached

No compromise.

The roses were painted red

Instead because they

Were planted white.

This started the entire mess

There was no end in sight.

I have often wondered

What it would be like

To fall down

A wishing well.

Well, Alice fell

Down a hole

inside a tree

And was transported

Somewhere else

Chasing a rabbit

With a ticking clock

Who was running free.

How was Alice supposed to get home

A trial against her began.

She took to the stand

And grew.

She had enough of

The foolishness at hand.

There are no rules

In wonderland

Except the queen’s

Which seem to change

The system was rigged

Against her.

And she awoke

From her terrifying dream.

Did Alice truly wander

And fall down a hole in a tree

Or the entire time

Was she sleeping peacefully?

Alice's Descent

Nightcore - Right My Wrongs (Bryson Tiller)

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