stormitive – complex lyrics
“ok, take something something here we gooaaaaaa”
to be a simple man, i’ll be a little complex
this ain’t no contest, but you’re concave while i’m convex
i’m the bombest, matter of fact, i’m dubomb
last night, 3 in the morning, free credit report dot com
hit my phone, thank goodness in that moment i wasn’t alone
telemarketing is beautiful and it’s never done alone
isn’t it cute? advertising done so directly
two people communicate with words, though they are often empty
however, nonetheless, the telemarketers relentlessly
call us up on the daily and someday, when we’re older, maybe
we’ll start loving it because as of now, it drives us crazy
but maybe we just don’t appreciate the eighties
and all the decades before. and all the decades past
i say this thing every song. i’m such a dumb singing m-ss
but at last, we have people who just like to speak
and at last, the contradiction shows us what we need
i never saw so much liberal love as when trump was elected
so social media cell phone age is his legacy erected
and widespread, and by the time his time’s over and quiet
we’ll all continue to grow in love, dethroning all the violence
oversimplifying, but the song’s complex
not consistent with my words, well i’m an individual
whose main goal is not to rhyme words that go together swimmingly
i’m just swimming, b. words are my water, they are what’s living me…
i want a tv show with no audio, don’t at me
body language is astounding, but in tv shows, sadly
people prioritize focusing on the cgi and day thing
but the magic of life is found in how we meet each other
how we treat each other, how we speak without speech to each other
i love life so much, i feel like i just need another
but we all get one, and that’s the fairest deal since squeegee, brother
i’m not the president, but i’ll make you a new deal
if i get enough fans to whom my music does appeal
i might make another alb-m, i have ideas for twenty
but i might go from someone stealing mine to supplying kids lunch money
and in that case? my rap dreams? they’d all be erased
i don’t mind having tons of labels, but rap dad would not be my face
i mean, some dad’s rap, and they sound just fine
but my rap is so cringey, i could not justify
doing so while i went and started up a little family
so my planily is to rap before i impregnate some mammaries
isn’t that how it works? i don’t know, i haven’t checked
regardless, i’m guarding my dreams by independently living best
because that’s what i do, live best, independently
eventually i’ll not, but i’ll enjoy it while it’s tempting me
temptation surrounds us every day, sinners
funny how we went from puritans to worshipping the winners
who do bad things, but we still lift them up on some pedestals
the fine dining bourgeoisie don’t even eat their vegetables
they just don’t eat, too busy getting tan and counting money
i don’t care about rich people but my words keep on mumbling
now i’m fumbling, transition to some football talk
actually, never mind, i can’t condone that violent sport at all
if the ballers all were over the age of eighteen, it’d be fine
but i don’t like how little kids repeatedly shake up their expanding minds
unnecessarily, possibly harming their development, scary
i worry about it all the time, it’s in our culture, hairy
tall, dark, handsome, disgusting
does our culture breed fear or am i the only one running
at the mouth? running at the mind? foaming at the sink? loathing at the grind?
hard workers failing, networkers winning
parasailers sailing, school shooters sinning
sky above us falling, newscasters grinning
teleprompters wailing, world constantly spinning
wise people guiding but we are never really listening
tall people reaching, short people tripping
young people flailing, young people preaching
young people failing, young people eating
all of us, struggling, all of us beseeching
our hopes to the people who have the power thinking we’re beneath thee, but we’re not
and we’re cracking the world open with a magnifying gl-ss, freely, don’t eat me
~~~
if i call this a bonus track, does that mean people will listen?
people are limited by their own perceptions. i am as well, this is not another contradiction. perceptions are extremely limiting, and a lot of people don’t understand that
i don’t like the word disappointed. if i were to say, i’m disappointed in you, that implies that i know better than you. that implies that your experiences led you to make decisions that were wrong…unjustified…and if i were in your shoes? it’d not only be different. it would be better. i am a better version of you than you are…that’s wrong
we all struggle, and to help each other most effectively, the word is respect
you do not have to understand. respect the fact that they are living a unique life. respect the fact that we are controlled by so many things that are beyond our control and the fact that these chemicals in our brains strongly impact how we live, in every way. respect the fact that sometimes, someone just needs to be listened to. i just wanted to say that, now, back to the alb-m
Random Lyrics
- n-frost – go off! (unfinished verse) lyrics
- travis scott – xxl freshman freestyle – travis scott lyrics
- young dolph & key glock – baby joker lyrics
- mr gabriel – tambourine lyrics
- one zocker – 2 i 1 lyrics
- mike pettry – can i tell you lyrics
- malick mcfly – wiretapped lyrics
- $ah fetti – cookie factory lyrics
- johnny climax – ghosts lyrics
- ayesha erotica – used lyrics