Emotions are from the soul
I f*cked around and I made some gold
Shifty foundation, but frame will hold
Workin' this game like my futures told
Feel like ya stuntin', I see the mold
Repeatable patterns, a parrot's prose
Shit ain't creative, ain't even bold
Reach for the panic, predict the fold
Fell asleep on my time line
Unfollowed 300 no vision aligned
Got a picture that's clear in my mind
Hasn't been seen, but got my peace with it
Only fits me, so I've got the keys to it
When lane is correct
The feeling is obvious
Drop all of the masks
Dish cold for the audience
Lane is correct
Feeling is obvious
Hand on the axe
Death to parliament
Lane is correct
Feeling is obvious
Hand on the axe
Hand on the axe
Mouth on the sax
Head fully strapped
Got that Evergreen Wax
Need to achieve
The vision that I see
Know if I don't
I will never be free
Stay fully me that's the mantra I breathe
The proof that you need, how I skip on this beat
How I craft up a batch of these potions so clean
How I pack up a blunt and blow 1000 rings
Then I step up to bat with a stump and an axe
To carve out the staff for the magic I blast
To carve out a shield for the demons I sealed
To carve out a frame for the dream to reveal
Serkent Framwell - Path Lyrics
Serkent Framwell - Path Lyrics
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Emotions are from the soul
I f*cked around and I made some gold
Shifty foundation, but frame will hold
Workin' this game like my futures told
Feel like ya stuntin', I see the mold
Repeatable patterns, a parrot's prose
Shit ain't creative, ain't even bold
Reach for the panic, predict the fold
Fell asleep on my time line
Unfollowed 300 no vision aligned
Got a picture that's clear in my mind
Hasn't been seen, but got my peace with it
Only fits me, so I've got the keys to it
When lane is correct
The feeling is obvious
Drop all of the masks
Dish cold for the audience
Lane is correct
Feeling is obvious
Hand on the axe
Death to parliament
Lane is correct
Feeling is obvious
Hand on the axe
Hand on the axe
Mouth on the sax
Head fully strapped
Got that Evergreen Wax
Need to achieve
The vision that I see
Know if I don't
I will never be free
Stay fully me that's the mantra I breathe
The proof that you need, how I skip on this beat
How I craft up a batch of these potions so clean
How I pack up a blunt and blow 1000 rings
Then I step up to bat with a stump and an axe
To carve out the staff for the magic I blast
To carve out a shield for the demons I sealed
To carve out a frame for the dream to reveal
I f*cked around and I made some gold
Shifty foundation, but frame will hold
Workin' this game like my futures told
Feel like ya stuntin', I see the mold
Repeatable patterns, a parrot's prose
Shit ain't creative, ain't even bold
Reach for the panic, predict the fold
Fell asleep on my time line
Unfollowed 300 no vision aligned
Got a picture that's clear in my mind
Hasn't been seen, but got my peace with it
Only fits me, so I've got the keys to it
When lane is correct
The feeling is obvious
Drop all of the masks
Dish cold for the audience
Lane is correct
Feeling is obvious
Hand on the axe
Death to parliament
Lane is correct
Feeling is obvious
Hand on the axe
Hand on the axe
Mouth on the sax
Head fully strapped
Got that Evergreen Wax
Need to achieve
The vision that I see
Know if I don't
I will never be free
Stay fully me that's the mantra I breathe
The proof that you need, how I skip on this beat
How I craft up a batch of these potions so clean
How I pack up a blunt and blow 1000 rings
Then I step up to bat with a stump and an axe
To carve out the staff for the magic I blast
To carve out a shield for the demons I sealed
To carve out a frame for the dream to reveal
Writer: Benjamin West
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid