lunar (producer) - bon voyage ii lyrics
[verse 1: jonny farias]
wrote this one after the yankees clutched it
tryna touch base, seen your stat numbers, boy you bat a hundred
man, this lunar pack disgusting, i had to punch in, back to hustling
no shortcuts, no sleight of hand, but always put the magic touches
your fave got a seat at the table but can’t stand for something
weaponized your feelings in the name of mass destruction
building from the damage done, it’s callous what the hands constructing
they stayed still, couldn’t move the needle like acupuncture
lying in wait, keep an eye out for me
i’m tryna earn my spot in the game, i ain’t tryna loiter
this a marathon, not a race why my progress slower
looking back, lеarn from all the mistakes so behind is forward
y’all еnjoying songs of my pain, think it’s schadenfraude
it be getting hard with the weight gained to find a motive
know it took a lot to evade all them obstacles that got in the way
blocking my sp+ce, made me claustrophobic
no potboiler, still cooking with a lot of oil
the grease make the kitchen sticky, mimic city’s constant motion
time is shortened, hyperfocused, locked and loaded, ignore what’s not important
harsh noises, sounds discordant, art’s the potion, y’all the poison, uh
not living by your mottos, k!ll your creed, ivan drago
james brown live at the apollo what i’m tryna follow
ambivalent ‘bout fame, might earn my stripes and hide like waldo
nada promised, bon voyage if i’m gone tomorrow
mixing different types of argot
walk a different kind of walk bro, word to the sol on my sapatos
mi hermano, ten cuidado quien esta a tu lado
quiero comer, need that money fast, no ayunando
put mangu con tres golpes on my plato & oreos in my helado
if you didn’t know, now you all know, yeah
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