
Buyer Beware Nathaniel Mann (Ft. Deca)
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[Nathaniel Mann]
Eyes open, tryna keep my mind open
Hive mind tell me shine but I’m not golden
Die coping or die lost and find ocean
Tryna walk through this life when I’m not woken
In the morning it's cold bread and collard greens
Every day is yom kippur, every night is halloween
Everything is everything, wake up and it's not a dream
I believe, that there isn't anything it's gotta mean
[Deca]
Caught between the savage and the sacred
From lavish gold plated to cracked and dilapidated
I read the sworn affidavit
It said that maggots ate the head of John the Baptist after she had him decapitated
I don't buy it, they're tryna Salome Isis
And recreate her in the starlets of today's likeness
We toil in the fields, argue over scraps
Build and destroy, and watch it all collapse
[Nathaniel Mann]
Bill collectors fortune tellers buyer beware
I ain’t hiding from the lions or the tigers and bears
I’m piping the snares, spit a little game for you
Cause this the shit that I was made to do
And I been finishing the hat since I was young and in Boston
Have my cake and eat it, save my people a portion
I just need a clean bright space fuck a fortune
I’m poor when indulging in what I get lost in
Eyes open, tryna keep my mind open
Hive mind tell me shine but I’m not golden
Die coping or die lost and find ocean
Tryna walk through this life when I’m not woken
In the morning it's cold bread and collard greens
Every day is yom kippur, every night is halloween
Everything is everything, wake up and it's not a dream
I believe, that there isn't anything it's gotta mean
[Deca]
Caught between the savage and the sacred
From lavish gold plated to cracked and dilapidated
I read the sworn affidavit
It said that maggots ate the head of John the Baptist after she had him decapitated
I don't buy it, they're tryna Salome Isis
And recreate her in the starlets of today's likeness
We toil in the fields, argue over scraps
Build and destroy, and watch it all collapse
[Nathaniel Mann]
Bill collectors fortune tellers buyer beware
I ain’t hiding from the lions or the tigers and bears
I’m piping the snares, spit a little game for you
Cause this the shit that I was made to do
And I been finishing the hat since I was young and in Boston
Have my cake and eat it, save my people a portion
I just need a clean bright space fuck a fortune
I’m poor when indulging in what I get lost in
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