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My Reflection Sits On The Horizon
- //Chorus//
- My reflection sits on the horizon
- Though it was probably Verizon
- They might sin
- But they're my sins
- They keep fighting
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- //Verse//
- This crude and unfinished business I took
- Is fitness, a crook for the witness I cooked
- We get so far we could say "is this a rook
- ie tryna win me over and lip sync to books"
- I didn't even know it before I ghost it and toasted
- And took it onto a four layer token to open and broke it
- I barely touched the bubble, but my whole life popped
- And at that moment man, my soul I stopped
- And gave it CPR to try to bring it back to life
- 'Cause if you know me, y'all know I'm the king of sacrifice
- If I get on your nerves, it's a head full of curse
- I just can't control my anger and set off the words
- Before me, sitting on this farm, I don't belong here
- I'm in the wrong field, I won't last long, this song's near
- This critical failure ruining my expertise and knowledge
- I know me, man sometimes ya pretend to be the smartest (uh!)
- My reflection is the sun, and it's just a star
- Sometimes I think that I sit on the horizon and spit bars
- But if I'm honest, I'm just not even in the field to be doin' this
- So what I ain't fifteen, still king of this, ask who the music is
- While I'm sitting back, I rap it but I still ain't producin' it
- I've already told y'all what this album gon' be like
- The violently driver's seat, society, mildly
- Discontinuing the sky and me, becoming a variety
- This is a scarcity, so I'm finding my vacancy
- All the lakes and seeds, drifting me to makin' me
- Wakin' see, Satan gee, what happened to takin' me
- To a place I belong like that one country song
- I make this apparent I'm trying but also not
- You'd be fully wrong to think I saught a plot, so
- What is wrong with you, tryna dissaprove autotune
- Y'all oldheads tryna make me fond of you
- Well I sit in here as my brain slowly dies
- Until I believe it's dead, at least
- While I'm leavin' them a treat
- So they don't have to go before they eat
- Some haters I take, I got a few more to beat
- Starting to become in the brain, morbid 'bese
- It swelling and well and I'm sorting beats
- So I don't have enough time to be thinking
- So I'm not even conscious or living
- I drop dead and figure it can be a way to escape
- Then I think to myself and wake up, wake for god's sake
- This game's so hard, I could've broken my stride
- I'm cracking open the cones, I open the pines
- I've been getting worse ever since, the raw deals
- I've just been stuck with the wrong shield
- And I've been told I don't belong here
- I'm more fitted to long, dear
- And not have to endure
- The pain of having to be in a situation
- That I'm not sure what will be the outcome
- Y'all like Encore, huh? The siller album
- Seven skies H3, seven guys like me?
- Flaming Lips, pay homage, heaven lies for weeks
- But we in the right place If I'm being sure tazed
- //Chorus//
- My reflection sits on the horizon
- Though it was probably Verizon
- They might sin
- But they're my sins
- They keep fighting
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- //Chorus//
- My reflection sits on the horizon
- Though it was probably Verizon
- They might sin
- But they're my sins
- They keep fighting
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- //Outro//
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- 'Cause they fit right in (fit right in)
- //Instrumental//
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