BABYLON

Liquify my drip, the oceans rising up
Pockets full of sunshine, so im heating up
I need some oxygen, im in that buzzard, high as fuck
Im feeding on the dead, thanking the skulls, i count it up
shout out my bros
the day 1s the homies the inner ring
i still walk it alone, having a talk with the inner king
pilot a drone, dealing with the electricity
tied in a knot, bow on the top
can't say im shocked ur not listening
dropped in a clue
how it was given to me
can't see the chute, i just know it's hella deep
And i probably feel like u if u feel like me
easy band and it's blue, dead head off the tree
its really bout them when they hate on me
i don't give a fuck, put that on repeat
i don't give a fuck, put that on repeat
i don't give a fuck, put that on repeat


no scared money this is mean digits
great white hoodie i'm too clean with it
russian cream wood with the green in it
Its a space race and im steppin it
i got cotton mouth but im still spitting
Flies in my web, but im still spinning
shit is like a movie, i screenwrit it
raw as fuck like uni
raw denim it's from okayama
pockets so fat, i thought they we’re yo mama
i don't get my credit, but i'm getting big karma
smoking thru the lettuce, i dont fuck with big pharma
I got my lyre blessed, layup its all net
Waiting for a check, spend it back right when it touch down
Blue tag novacheck from japan, its in the states now
Lightning thief, undercover jeans
Flirt with hades, hes after me
Could never keel, im son of the sea
Eating the lotus but still i see

Fly at night, its a red eye
High asf so i got red eyes
Fuck the world, Kama Sutra
Ive been reading in my spare time
Patti smith lightning bolts on my thighs
On olympus, hit the highest high
Thunder, its the perfect mind
Prada shades over my eyes
I just copped the crib out in Babylon
Hear em talking shit, they can babble on
Stepping out in rick, got this Babel on 

The denim just came in on an ark
I just dropped a band on some art
We count up the dead like a war
They say they dont get it, need the lore

15 Babylon (pockets So Fat When I Died They Broke The Stairway To Heaven)

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Designation: Soundwave 
Allegiance: Decepticon 
Position: Decepticon Communication Commander
Goal: To Get My Fucking Jam On

15 Babylon (pockets So Fat When I Died They Broke The Stairway To Heaven)

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