BigCat Quakers (Ft. Synato Watts)

[Verse 1]
My love's in a jones, above skin and bones
I'm a cross between dreams and beams that slugs in a comb
I'm off in a zone, far from home, lost in it
Here's a bizarre image of black cinemas
Act sinister cowboy, It's the rap minister
Sinister Shakespeare, the poetical, medical alloy pro
Titanium, sniped right through the cranium
Show you that Norman Bates, cycle the side of Damien
Aim for the faces, holding my breath if you rein me in
Cause and effect, it's like when you push paws to the deck
I'm not playing hopscotch in a box, better pop Glocks off
Quite often that time's just too impossible to watch
And I'm saying

[Hook]
Don't run away
Please
Please let it breathe now
So stop holding your breath
Apply pressure, rise, only success is infinite, what?
Don't run away
Please
Please let it be now
Beneath the skies to the blue
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