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khary – oxygen (ft. cloud atrium) lyrics

[intro:]
one- more- [???]

[verse: cloud atrium]
yeah, tombstones for the who knows
doomsday was tomorrow, i could postpone
i’m in the middle ground between
sippin’ listerine ’til my insides is green
i’ve been outside for a minute, my flip side is mean
the way i- manifest, you can tell i need nice things
i heard he want that verse from cloud
but don’t know what that verse mean
sold out on sympathy
ask shorty, a fiend
insomniac
and i told that b-tch go to sleep
rappers foldin’, rollin’ knee-deep
read horoscopes, feel complete, uh (uh!)
a lot of y’all flow sound
retrogradin’ the theme
and perpetuating the dream, uh (ooh!)
death within the sleep
that’s freddy krueger to me, you see
run a f-ckin’ mob, i say a mile with cheese
you ain’t gettin’ chicken, your business is flappin’ wings, uh ([???])
khary ain’t sorry or nothin,’ i get the keys
because the only time we let ’em breathe- is when we leave, that’s when-

[chorus: khary and cloud atrium]
visine, i see the ghost (ghost!)
behind me, i leave him ‘lone
the hype beam shining, like gold
my greed, i need some more (dos!)
visine, i see the ghost (ghost!)
behind me, i leave him ‘lone
the hype beam shining, like gold
my greed, i need some more (woah!)

[bridge: khary]
(woah!)
(woah!)
(woah!) uhh… this is weird (yeah)

[verse: khary]
pity pat, (pat) hit a kitty cat (cat) with a pretty bat (bat)
city stack, [???] racks my city crash (crash)
should he crash? you a widdy wack, gimme 50 back (back)
sh-tty sn0bs, want yo’ piggyback on my riddy raps- (raps)
gotta glow, gotta gommone like a galastrobes (strobes)
had a loan, on the rattle bones, in the catacombs (catacombs)
got a hoe, what’s the matter, bro? know you tattle toe
no alomo, never had a hoe i ain’t rappin’ fo’
yeah, feel like i do not smoke enough to rap on this (this is weird)
yeah, if i wasn’t the first, then i’m d-mn sh-t a catalyst (uh, this is weird)
you tweeted ’bout it, so, i guess you an activist (uhh this is weird)
triplet flow, with a dose of the actavis (yeah, yeah)
pardon my manners, i just go bruce with the banner
spiderman, shoot with my camera
then sell it to you with my grammar
i can’t play this with my grandma, her vision impaired
f-ck, sh-t!
wait a minute, now, f-ck this!
all i see is these pluck sh-t! (sh-t)
all i know is, y’all better duck quick! (quick)
got an album in the tuck, crisp! (crisp)
okay, okay, still got the karat ks (aye!)
i’m like puffy with a can of mace (aye!)
’cause these n-ggas, they ain’t got no taste (ay!)
the bad boys with a family straight
don’t f-ck with ‘the captain’
go jet jackson on these action figures
oh you run your town
you a clown, please don’t p-ss the scissors (what?)

[chorus: khary and cloud atrium]
visine, i see the ghost (aaah.. ooh! ghost!)
behind me, i leave him ‘lone
the hype beam shining, like gold
my greed, i need some more (dos!)
visine, i see the ghost (ghost!)
behind me, i leave him ‘lone
the hype beam shining, like gold
my greed, i need some more (woah!)

- khary lyrics

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