Bumcello. Nude For Love. Beautiful You. Zeneszám

Pulling
From the darkness of the never world
Girl I see ya
Believe ya
In your interpretation of what
I'm breathing, believin'
And try to manifest
In this crazy mess
Under reality just
Without guiltiness
Cause i know u're there
til im leaving
And there ain't no need for no grieving
And no time for no regrets neither
See it
do it
Love it
Don't leave it
Carry it around with you in little pieces
Your soul releases
when chillin'
with your peeps
And sharing your theories
Of the universe species
That u didn't do for no class
at least that's not specifically
asked
u gotta tell'em like Jesus
It's all for the Kingdom of God
In which we're just
Humble subjects
Regardless of features
Theories
Different conjurings
Of creatures
And all of us that life live the leaders
Love the eloquence of a concept proceed
Proceeded only by a concept conceived
Love the eloquence of a concept proceed
Proceeded only by a concept conceived
Inhale the air
Behold the string apart
Trickling through the matter
From within it's coming out
Look the silent speech
Hear and follow the route
Tapping and let the pen and paper
Take the journey without you
Almost everything that's walking through this track with style
Quinces of the moment focus, sit and catchin' it while
Spinnin, growin, knowin, knowin, when you're graspin the now
Focus not if I'm growing slower faster than though
And crapped in the powerful counts of actual sound
After the sound of how drastically chased after the vowels
Capture profoundly accurately while he is handing it down
Standing and astounding as seeded question answers leap out
Keep how the moments bring you back to what I'm rapping about
Peep out a grain of pornographs with screenin naturally now
And composing everything dwelling and that it surround
Aloosefest the when but never really apses some how cause we're
Callin