Sky Palace

Who got the answers Since 2015, been tryna get clean Just tryna put, music to dances My centerfold sheen, too polished too clean Blast off to another dimension Keep both hands up Just here for the ride, Hysteria Look beyond all doubt, past the horizon From on my cloud did more than surviving Living my best one Looking like Brandon's loft living take the lift to the loft where my best friend lives Come out for the come down one more dip, one more rip I'm worth more by the hour than I am by the pound Worth more to myself than I am to the crown Had a summons from the queen Showed up in my work clothes and I nearly got gunned down Ten more rounds Rip through the glass like boom-boom-pow So I jumped off the wall, took the window out Took the back door to Belgium, underground Safe and sound Been a long time since the heat turned up Been a while since the runners had the speed turned up Now everybody knows that the lost been found Swing back base-side boss still tryna save face I couldn't ever stop that low Toss me by the wayside, never okay I copied what I need to know Can't drive me out you know you need me I'm just LIKE THAT Grab my hammer grab my arms and I'll be right back Move out the way just move out the - move out the way Got shootouts to get to Shootouts to - shootouts today Got shootouts to - shootouts today (Aye!) Move out the way just move out the - move out the way Got shootouts to get to Shootouts to - shootouts today Got shoo outs to - shootouts today Got ethos to blow through Got big ones to blow down Hang out the window it ain't just the dog in me Stick with the stained wooden stock that's mahogany Blick that you carry, it came from the Dollar Tree Isn't it obvious Lit 'till I die drop me in a sarcophagus Lit like cigar, on my hip is an omnibus -ting at the seams if they think they can copy us Five feet down, and I'm flying Don't care if I live or I drown I've seen light in the darkness The love for the friends that I've found (Aye!) Back to the action, I'm Bronson Big wings, shoutout the boys in Wisconsin Big things, rayguns mystery boxes They wan' rock with my team My team step like the Boondock Saints IV and Bee gon' be okay No F-E-D and no RICO case No light came off of the beam Life's like a dream I stepped off the roof, and onto the air A bit like a screen, a thin pane of glass I stepped a bit further, noticed no cracks My right was the sail, my left was the rope I start to turn pale, it's time to let go It drops in slo-mo, but too quick to notice Sounds through the glass I start to lose focus Start to lose balance Tripped off the glass and Fell through the palace Wind in my hair but it's nobody's business I know I might miss this But how can I miss myself, when I'm gone And when that happens, who will be left to sing this song Five feet down, and I'm flying Don't care if I live or I drown I've seen light in the darkness The love for the friends that I've found