Pink Siifu & Real Bad Man
Tokyo Blunts
Uh
Word, they survive
Just gotta keep going
Keep going, stack whatever you need to stay high
High
(Can I live?)

[Verse 1: Pink Siifu]
Blessings survive
It's always more than two eyes watching
I ain’t leave a trail, apply pressure, apply little shine, all clear
Say less, she couldn't break a nail
I ain't gon’ break a nail
I said me too, girl, I feel
Shorty twin there
However we send to, check the mail
My pen bleed, I bleed too, mortal man
Still Soul Brother number two, gotta give it to my mans
Back when I ain't had shit
Watchin' from the side like I wanted in
Climbing gyms, same song, musical chairs
Playing, for sure they care
Out in Tokyo, heard they love my head
I ain't never been
All for the ends, my heart still, I get still
Look again, it was never fair
It's [?]
We outside, fuck the news, we been CNN/Seeing in
If you was inspired by taking the stock high
Like street pharmacists, show of hands
I fuck wit' your style, you my mans
I fuck wit' you and your friends
I fucks wit' you
School of plans
Y’all ain’t know me when I had the dreads
LSD under my headband
Like wassup wit' you, like wassup?
Martin and Gina type crazy
That’s my baby though
Half on two babies, same time, you never know
Pussy give me life, I give thanks y'all
Celebrating new chapters, pages turn slow
All pages from the most high, already know
All praises to the most high, already know
Already know, I was gone, you just got the door
Swinging off, let me know, I'm not the dog
At the door
Come on in
[Verse 2: E L U C I D]
Yeah
Peace love
More life more life
Yo, your minding me yourself
Burnin' resin out the scripture
These visions are really whispers
You gon’ shut the fuck up and listen
I walk with the fishes and swim with the birds
Float in the water and walk on my words
She called me Mr. Mister
I'm this that and the third (uh)
I be lyin' like I'm just a man (I be lyin' like I'm just a man)
I be lyin' like I'm just a man
Answers got questions
I trust desire, I feel before I understand
Catch a fire hundred band, they throw a underhand
I came for double portion
I know wages of war, I ride no-named horses
Elsewhere after the collapse
Flew out the back, touched down somewhere blue on the map, gorgeous
Boy trippin, four, five, six, alongside the sun
Flame high, caution
Pressure applied, but never forced it
Come let me ride in the warship
See me coming, n***a
I launched the first gold fronts into orbit
They gon' see me coming, n***a
In my daddy's leather, exact to the letter
I reflect forever, they can't kill us all
I sincerely summon the song
Many chosen, fewer called
I'm just doin' what I want
I wanna change the future, I can't change the past
I'm too much human, depending who you ask
True dat, there's always after
Collapse, there's always laughter
In fact, there's always after
Collapse, there's always laughter
In fact
[Verse 3: billy woods]
Truth be told, wasn't no space on the track
So, I stowed away
Water planet, three moons, y'all just rode the wave
Lickety-split, how they load the K
Fuck all that, I'm tryna be old and grey
Crooked fingers rolling Js
Broken face, whether jumped, or caught the fade
Standing in the end zone, feeling out of place
When I look at the babies, I feel the weight
Time undefeated, so I slow simmer the Bolognese
Took ya lil beef, garlic, onions, celery, carrot, tomato paste
When I'm done, it's just a little sweet (Mwah)
Just a taste

[Verse 4: Conquest Tony Phillips]
A kiss in death will make your life
Love it when it reemerges
It's like some lustful parents learning how to be some surgeons
God's child got bit by some sleazy serpents
You tricked yourself outta glory tryna flee from curses
Made me bipolar, maybe tripolar
But still, in the chaos, I design divine order
I see monkey fingers overlapping my waters
Maybe they're just telling me to look at flying saucers
Started from the floor up until God [?]
Wu, wu, wu, wu, please put your sword up
God itinerary
Like a fairy splashed in Ben & Jerry's
Nah with the lead, baby I got like a hundred heads
Thought I was hunting for sheep realizing I was hunting the feds
Mama said, mama said, "these n***as are afraid of you"
They want you in a slaving suit
Gucci or embracing moves
Escaping truth got ya bous [?] in these ancient tombs
Jacking my style, my lord asking, "why in the heavens are they tricking you?"
The ghost
Face the boom
Feeling like Ferris
Look at that [?]
Look at this shit, face it fool