[Hook]
And I've just been waiting for my luck to change
(Said to change, and to change, and to change)
My body been swimmin' inside my own disdain
(Said disdain, disdain, disdain)
And I've just been waiting for my love to stay
(Said to stay, and to stay, and to stay)
Been lost in the pavement because it's only one way
(Yeah one way)
[Verse 1]
Put the trigger where he breathe
Watch the wall be splattered, technicolour dreams
Sewin' seeds, and my cap's been cratered, callin' on the fees
I'm sewin' seams, so it seems
Not only scratching from my DJ
It only took them three J's for them to hit that replay
Finally getting recognition without brother CK
And these days my thoughts been broad and casting on the freeway
The doors been widened but walls been closing
The expectation in the carpet been soaking
Parables of the chosen
And delusion's got aromas that'll waft a brother wayward
The skin inside my teeth, inside my mouth had gotten sabre
The pools of eyes around me, they can't wait for me to change up
Soon as I refuse the ruse of giving up my paper
Got it, granted, this is what you want from me, my
Dome been shattered, sharded up philosophies, and
I've been scanning for those who ain't forgotten me, but
Porcelain patterns make it hard for eyes to see
And I've just been waiting for my luck to change
(Said to change, and to change, and to change)
My body been swimmin' inside my own disdain
(Said disdain, disdain, disdain)
And I've just been waiting for my love to stay
(Said to stay, and to stay, and to stay)
Been lost in the pavement because it's only one way
(Yeah one way)
[Verse 1]
Put the trigger where he breathe
Watch the wall be splattered, technicolour dreams
Sewin' seeds, and my cap's been cratered, callin' on the fees
I'm sewin' seams, so it seems
Not only scratching from my DJ
It only took them three J's for them to hit that replay
Finally getting recognition without brother CK
And these days my thoughts been broad and casting on the freeway
The doors been widened but walls been closing
The expectation in the carpet been soaking
Parables of the chosen
And delusion's got aromas that'll waft a brother wayward
The skin inside my teeth, inside my mouth had gotten sabre
The pools of eyes around me, they can't wait for me to change up
Soon as I refuse the ruse of giving up my paper
Got it, granted, this is what you want from me, my
Dome been shattered, sharded up philosophies, and
I've been scanning for those who ain't forgotten me, but
Porcelain patterns make it hard for eyes to see
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