[Intro: Defcee]
Uh, ayo
Yeah
Scammer (Mhm)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Defcee]
Sign of the cross over cognac caps
Photo array of ghosts like a Kodak map
We tapped the seal before we broke it
And some of the homies were double-fisting and motor-boating Coronas
Our chief concern was hating being sober
Couldn't smell the morning for the Folgers, shoulders
Slumping outta sockets like a wooden toy soldiers
Leaping out my body, I'm flying by on a poster
More flashes of brilliance than Jordan's rookie year choker
While thеy break when they bond is tеsted like Red Rover
They can't touch the table where we sitting, bring a coaster
'Cause they're to the left of a square like Hermosa
Logan's Weapon X descendant growl, get to work
I'm my biggest competition whether project or verse
Battling myself, I'm trying to finesse a purse
Inspecting every rhyme, it's the science of wrecking Earth
[Chorus: Defcee]
Dreams of Asti Spumante
Sippin' Carlo Rossi
Going in on bottles of Yellow Tail with the posse
Nights getting foggy
The years piling on me
Waiting for the day I'll look back on 'em fondly
Dreams of Asti Spumante
Sippin' Carlo Rossi
Going in on bottles of Yellow Tail with the posse
Nights getting foggy
The years piling on me
Waiting for the day I'll look back on 'em fondly
[Verse 2: Defcee]
Memory lane is patched with fables
Reality doesn't match the way it's math was made to
The past is tangled, cradles cats will break through
Stable as late '90s major label debuts
A friend spent ninth grade, his head on the desk
Saw him in a nod and on the train, his legs in his chest
Too young to notice seeds under the stem of neglect
Then again, I reach for Henny when I reckon with less
Wrestling demons even the devil rejects, they too extreme
An episode from the finale before I'm rebooted as a fiend
Moving through the scene, mushrooming pupils glued to screens
Dueling schemes speeding through the rearview, the fuel is green
Electric circus imperfect as Tesla service
Mayor of Circuit City, the albums had censored curses
Rhyming was my home, only furniture was the furnace
Eternity was the distance, and now I'm minutes from curtains
[Chorus: Defcee]
Dreams of Asti Spumante
Sippin' Carlo Rossi
Going in on bottles of Yellow Tail with the posse
Nights getting foggy
The years piling on me
Waiting for the day I'll look back on 'em fondly
[Verse 3: Billy Woods]
I used to smoke in the crowd
Crackin' jokes on the studio couch
Cheap Chinese food flyin' out my mouth
Breakin' loud down on my aunt's soul CD's that's laying around
One loop out the speaker for hours, and hours
It was only piff and dour
Sour vinegar, Ultra chips devoured
The crisp bite of white liquor hits the teeth when it hits ya
Spittin' writtens at whoever listen
Don't bump the table, watch the equipment
And where you putting those Guinnesses?
In the booth, niggas, watch you flip those sentences
One take and eat niggas' breakfastses
The amount of time wasted, you could never find a measurement
Everybody asleep on the couch, me and V splittin' Entenmann's
Now I sit alone, headphones on, exotic hybrids burnin' in an empty home
Two fingers of brown spirits runnin' through demos on the phone
Alone
[Chorus: Defcee]
Dreams of Asti Spumante
Sippin' Carlo Rossi
Going in on bottles of Yellow Tail with the posse
Nights getting foggy
The years piling on me
Waiting for the day I'll look back on 'em fondly
Dreams of Asti Spumante
Sippin' Carlo Rossi
Going in on bottles of Yellow Tail with the posse
Nights getting foggy (Yeah)
The years piling on me
Waiting for the day I'll look back on 'em fondly
[Verse 4: Elucid]
Yo, moving through your city unseen when I come around
Cash money scheme, what's it mean to be underground?
Orange label bottle to the face, peep the bubble now
I'm celebrating every week, I leveled up, I stayed down
My work speak it's own tongue, respond, react, where we at
To be soon come, I walk free, my nap twist
Code hacked all access, bet you could feel me coming when I telescope
Resonate your body, eighty-five for all the extra woke
I ain't stayed a poly, on God, watching on all side
Gazing all eyes, suspect malice
If it's love, then be it
We grind past the callus so you see it
Sometimes I ain't rhyme for a reason
I be right where I need
I get kissed when I leave
Between the lips on my return
They say the space hard to earn
Treading water, burning broccoli, waiting my turn, word
Bonded on my own term, marvel how the song served
[Chorus: Defcee]
Dreams of Asti Spumante
Sippin' Carlo Rossi
Going in on bottles of Yellow Tail with the posse
Nights getting foggy
The years piling on me
Waiting for the day I'll look back on 'em fondly
Dreams of Asti Spumante
Sippin' Carlo Rossi
Going in on bottles of Yellow Tail with the posse
Nights getting foggy
The years piling on me
Waiting for the day I'll look back on 'em fondly