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eric armitage - 2:32am lyrics

[intro: eric armitage]
i solemnly swear on my brother
i said, i solemnly swear on my brother (cut the lights off)
i solemnly swear on my brother (i need it dark in here)
i said i solemnly swear on my brother (for this one)
i solemnly swear on my brother (yeah)
i solemnly swear on my brother (the air is thick)
i solemnly swear that i’m up to no good (it’s heavy sh+t)
i solemnly swear that i’m up to no good

[verse 1: eric armitage]
music move me through me, feel it zoomin’ through my body
like the blood that’s on the hands of the d+mn illuminati
told myself when i was young, doin’ classes with my mommy
that magic ‘bout to be my newest hobby, who gon’ stop mе now? (who, you?)
every album offered mе a glimpse of heaven
no parentals, uncensored, guess i snuck into the restricted section
these dark arts drove me to get attention
steerin’ me the wrong way, i’m stayin’ late with miss direction, ma (skrrrrrrt)
i place that shiny lil’ apple on her desk
while i shoot a rotten apple off your head, it takes practice, though (baow)
i can’t even enjoy the fruits of my labor
at least johnny appleseed got a chance to see his apple grow (mmmmm)
turned my apples into juice at suny poly
polyjuiced my days away + turned into a different person, probably (prolly)
a double life cuz i’m human in the flesh
bow your heads like you nodding, music got me feelin’ godly (uh+huh)
wizard of oz + tryna hide behind the smoke screen
“dude, it’s just me,” + the free agent, there ain’t no “go, team!”
been overlooked and under+booked since the opening
‘scuse me while i try to get this invisibility cloak clean
f+ck it + until i die and need a casket
i’m let the ink splat and keep a deep belief in magic
pull a rabbit outta the hat and let them cut me clean in half
cuz even if they think i’m gone, i’ll come back like, “hehe” + laughin’
it’s 2:32am
hit you with two 32s, just let me do what i do
the use of shadow and light that shines through in the stu’
inspires me to write which puts me in a beautiful mood (c’mon, man)
no doorkn+b, but you’re welcome to receive it
i mean it when i say it, only say it if i mean it (only say it if i mean it)
human and divine + like the bleeding heart of jesus
a christian bailin’ through the trapdoor + my sh+t prestigious
[hook: eric armitage]
it’s magic every time i do my thing, yah
32 bars made of pure gold (made of pure gold)
it’s magic every time i turn the mic on
32 bars and they’re all yours (and they’re all yours)
come and see something you never seen (that you never seen)
disappearin’ onto the bigger things (onto bigger things)
black magic on the screen, now let’s start the show
got some tricks up my sleeve + “oh sh+t, where’d he go?”

[verse 2: eric armitage]
nothin’ more important than entertainment
cuz if you can entertain, they’ll listen to what you sayin’
the messiah doin’ miracles is magic to the meek
2:33 + all that magic happens when you asleep
you don’t believe yet? come see it, they gotta see it to believe it
funny they doubt me like thomas but tommy never doubted me, and
even when i said i’m outtie, we had an unspoken agreement
that if ever quit music, he’ll come and chop me to pieces
new friends silver like 30 pieces
kiss my life goodbye like judas did to jesus (+kiss+)
do i really care for ya’ll at all when the beat kicks?
my personality screams, “pay attention to me, b+tch!”
i’m on my second wind (go), never been in second place (go)
lookin’ for some escapades (go), searchin’ for my next escape (go)
i don’t see no exit signs (go), haven’t since the seventh grade (go)
all i know is go, go, go + something i can’t regulate (ah)
spendin’ time alone and feelin’ distant at the same time
then feelin’ motivated in my zone with the same line (with the same line)
i passed the torch to malik + let it spark
we used to talk back in new york about the art (ah)
skippin’ meals just to spill your guts out inside the studio (argh!)
laughin’ like n0body else be doin’ how we do it, though (no)
survivin’ off of type beats and cereal (mm)
sittin’ on a throne made out of unreleased material (i’ve got a million)
back when i loungin’ in my innocence
the lamb will graze grass by himself and never give a sh+t
regardless of what you’ve been doin’ or what your opinion is
all you do is sip, sip, sip, and give all that lip, lip, lip (shut up)
that’s when i dip, dip, dip back to my safe sp+ce (uh)
where anything goes and where the magic can take place
mindfreak + i can make my problems disappear
you wanna see some magic? k, bet + then get in here (b+tch!)
[hook: eric armitage]
it’s magic every time i do my thing, yah
32 bars made of pure gold (made of pure gold)
it’s magic every time i turn the mic on
32 bars and they’re all yours (and they’re all yours)
come and see something you never seen (that you never seen)
disappearin’ onto the bigger things (onto bigger things)
black magic on the screen, now let’s start the show
got some tricks up my sleeve + “oh sh+t, where’d he go?”

[outro: sample]
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