Something I Can Heart - Intellectual

[Intro]

I wanna give a big rest in peace to one of my facking idols: Nate Dog

God damn it why did you have to die man, fack! (it’s so incredible)

North Korean barbeque

Black clover

Burn rain clouds burn

[Hook]

You know I wiped the blood out my blue eyes

People looking at me thinking that I'm too high

But no, I'm just saying goodbye, to the snow

Waiting for the fireworks in July, here we go that's

Something I can heart (whoa)

Something I can heart for life. (okay!)

I'm looking for:

Something I can heart (whoa)

Something I can heart for life. (okay!)

[Verse 1]

You know I'm rapping beautiful to drums

I'm looking in the mirror asking who have you become?

Me? I've become a monster, stone

Hearted like a kid from the foster-homes

But I ain't seen my home in months, I don't have the luxury

I make my living on the road, can't say I'm living comfortably

I'm looking in the mirror asking who the fuck is he?

I dip my paintbrush in the blood that's on my upper teeth

Damn, I'm a gluton for the self-torture

Tell the devil thanks for punching me I fell forwards

I only started screaming when I felt cornered

At the record label meeting I could smell hors d'oeuvres

They told me I should buy a new toupee

They’ll put me on the charts I could climb, I’m to hooray

Imma never let you do me like you do Lupe

Keep your blood money bitch, good day!

[Hook]

[Bridge]

Phoenix in the sky

We will never die

Sprinkling the ashes for the people in disguise

Phoenix in the sky

We will never die

Sprinkling the happiness we need a new july

[Verse 2]

I'm like a classic impressionist painting

With negative space covered by excellent shading

I'm watching lots of these veterans fading

Cause they ain’t sacrificing nothing to better what they brang

And thats their own fault. Imma melt the snow with my bone salt

Me and my stress can take a slow waltz

Grab it by the hand, I throw it off a tall bridge, catch it if you can

But you don't even want it. I separated from it

Now I'm gonna live until I'm 1 million and 7 hundred

So even when I die I’ll be chillin in heaven blunted (?)

And probably hangin’ out with Jesus' children; forever young kid

It's a quality of life, see now I got the juice

And me and all my demons made a truce

I promise it's a quality of life, and this anxiety is drug-induced

So my sobriety will cut me loose, next! (Next)