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pinty - nightcrawler lyrics

[intro]
sound track of the b-ss and drums
sight of the moon, i’ma run to the sun
i’ma run to the sun
i’ma run to the

[verse 1]
good morning to the evening
this distorted soul, new see it in
40c’s be dreaming
steadily aloof, deceiving
easily see men when sleeping
cold outside, man, the window’s steaming
thrive in the night
man no feening
catch that emotion, ride these feelings
120, the heart is beating
rush of blood right up to the ceiling
odd socks in these reeboks
the floor boards creaking
game alive, man, i’m cheating
to my surprise
like how the fuck am i alive?
like how the fuck am i still breathing?
this sneaker fame right up to the ceiling
mothers are watching
tires are screeching
son be deceiving
goodbye, mandem leaving
set it even

[verse 2]
to roll, i know
dwell on no hoe
ain’t no thirst in the pots of gold
them shots of port are sold
hot head but the feet so cold
on the dough, not much dough
don’t rep it before my name, as you know
ace in the hand but they tend to fold
along them weary roads
these paths weren’t chose
problems poe
but i’m sold
mix of brandy and c-ke
get the picture from dot-to-dot like
tick tock, man, the clock strikes one
staring down, wait for the crumbs
itchy finger, don’t gum my thumb
slow show, ready or that
fat, slim, smart or dumb
brandy drink a love up the rum like
[?] my jack jones
unique insie to the b-ss of the clones
words won’t hurt that gl-ss
brother, throw some stones
change that tone like yo
ripped jeans and dirty clothes
roaming around so far from rome
’bout two in the zone
where i feel so free
nightmares don’t know no dreams
and it seems to be, it seems to me
it seems that i’m a satellite
said satellite satellite
said satellite satellite
satellite disc
low bat on the phone tonight
i think i’m picking home

[verse 3]
same old scene occurred
them night space shoes
magic blue
and i see it under blue light
that blur occur
might be wrong but i never do learn
into the dark, tryna [?]
candles, both things that i burn out
resume to the dark
help figure out what’s all about
north, west, east and south
know the name and don’t know the style
it’s a place of mirrors up in the crowd
feelings were lost, now found
don’t need a white flag, gimme the towel
known it the day since that child
[?]

- pinty lyrics

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