Make Me Feel
[Verse 1: Årmå]
I'm clearing the whiteboard again
Back to when I first felt tip pen, 15
Here comes the world that had grown in my head
I'm a, I'm a scream
Feeling elated til the age I could conceive
Perverted the creation
Mistake in the recipe
Ghost in peace to those brilliant little me's
Oh so virtuoso
Just what will he commit to be?
Late at night still scribblin' in the sheets
And I bet these creeps that deliberately delivered me beliefs
Limiting me
Keep diddling peeps, Geez
[Chorus: Ryan Leahan]
Check my mirrors, full of spite
But I see that every night
Backseat drivers can dislike
Only captain choose what's right
So I stomp that gas give a fuck about a blindspot
Suckers stay the limit they won't ever skrt a drop top
And I thought y'all done had your path picked
Headlights for the scared and a map for the average
[Verse 2: Bob Botanist]
Flame
Earthen dem bwoy, we moving the lost, or
So that they say, glued up to my ways
A young Sean De Paul
That's Boss if you ain't peep
Catch the wave, it's up that you can't keep
Possessing my feelings, I’d say once
Santeria vibes off this seance
Don’t count ya chickens
I been roaming with my head off, sleepy in hollow
[Verse 3: Jonny Sé]
I don't get why they upset
Or how they come flex when that money weak
Tongue in cheek, stunting all summer
Come and run at me, but if he
Spouting all the riches how the stomach cheap
I'd rather see flattery, than battery acid
Was time to go hard my mans had to be flaccid
Sad to reap the benefits, but then again
We pray my god benevolent
Now scream money, money, money trees for the hell of it
Said fuck that shit I'm gone
Run that shit I'm grown
Pump that fist get tossed
Punk yo shit get soft
See my mind on replay
What you gotta say?
Schemin' with demons and thinking out of reason
[Chorus: Ryan Leahan]
Check my mirrors, full of spite
But I see that every night
Backseat drivers can dislike
Only captain choose what's right
So I stomp that gas give a fuck about a blindspot
Suckers stay the limit they won't ever skrt a drop top
And I thought y'all done had your path picked
Headlights for the scared and a map for the average
I'm clearing the whiteboard again
Back to when I first felt tip pen, 15
Here comes the world that had grown in my head
I'm a, I'm a scream
Feeling elated til the age I could conceive
Perverted the creation
Mistake in the recipe
Ghost in peace to those brilliant little me's
Oh so virtuoso
Just what will he commit to be?
Late at night still scribblin' in the sheets
And I bet these creeps that deliberately delivered me beliefs
Limiting me
Keep diddling peeps, Geez
[Chorus: Ryan Leahan]
Check my mirrors, full of spite
But I see that every night
Backseat drivers can dislike
Only captain choose what's right
So I stomp that gas give a fuck about a blindspot
Suckers stay the limit they won't ever skrt a drop top
And I thought y'all done had your path picked
Headlights for the scared and a map for the average
[Verse 2: Bob Botanist]
Flame
Earthen dem bwoy, we moving the lost, or
So that they say, glued up to my ways
A young Sean De Paul
That's Boss if you ain't peep
Catch the wave, it's up that you can't keep
Possessing my feelings, I’d say once
Santeria vibes off this seance
Don’t count ya chickens
I been roaming with my head off, sleepy in hollow
[Verse 3: Jonny Sé]
I don't get why they upset
Or how they come flex when that money weak
Tongue in cheek, stunting all summer
Come and run at me, but if he
Spouting all the riches how the stomach cheap
I'd rather see flattery, than battery acid
Was time to go hard my mans had to be flaccid
Sad to reap the benefits, but then again
We pray my god benevolent
Now scream money, money, money trees for the hell of it
Said fuck that shit I'm gone
Run that shit I'm grown
Pump that fist get tossed
Punk yo shit get soft
See my mind on replay
What you gotta say?
Schemin' with demons and thinking out of reason
[Chorus: Ryan Leahan]
Check my mirrors, full of spite
But I see that every night
Backseat drivers can dislike
Only captain choose what's right
So I stomp that gas give a fuck about a blindspot
Suckers stay the limit they won't ever skrt a drop top
And I thought y'all done had your path picked
Headlights for the scared and a map for the average