Tour de force (A Spectacle Debacle)
• Written by AboriginalClimate
Party's up and I'm out swinging
Tour de force, I'm always ringing
Vibrational molecules, in the dirt
You didn't see it but you knew that it hurt?
I can change the world, with a dance of the future
Sorry I fucked up, another blooper
A subtle looper.
A charming duper
I'm the jester, in the moment and laughing
Making music and entertaining, rafting
Trading money to kings, that's why I speak well
I want to raise legends to sell, hell
Do tell.
I'm a student of the world, raising Spartans, homie
Head referencing with drugs and you will definitely know me
Trade with monarchs and beyond.
To infinity, song of songs!
Bible shit, from so long (ago)
Fifteen, sixteen, what's the difference?
Rolled with it, made perfect pistons.
Challenge me, battle me, you will see!
We don't battle unless we be...
Angered.
Upset, in anyway. Just, bummed, really.
Why do I want to be bummed someplace cool where bummed people and
happy people are the same people.
Wouldn't you rather just be happy?
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AboriginalClimate
Member since January 3 2016