YCK
Above the Ground & Below the Clouds
[Chorus]
We do wanna be saved but, we aren’t the ones that are able
Nobody’s shielded or even concealed and clean from judgment
We could try to be good here, life not death that we should fear
Above the ground and below the clouds, what’s after is redundant
We do wanna be saved but, we aren’t the ones that are able
Nobody’s shielded or even concealed and clean from judgment
We could try to be good here, life not death that we should fear
Above the ground and below the clouds, what’s after is redundant
[Verse 1]
She a Fresno 8 but then an LA 5
Wanna say it’s unfair, disenfranchised
We ain’t got each other on a first name basis
Say you knew me ‘fore I became famous
Only thing I’m missing is the fame bitch
Clout seeker, don’t keep it real with a real lame bitch
Teaching lessons, that’s a good impression
Of YCK, patent repossession
Lumped with a group of people that steal
No mark they will make my easel I sealed
My fate on the day I was made as one entity
Chosen my will and nobody prevented me
I don’t want a sidekick, wither and I’m quite sick
Feel my death impending like a motherfucking psychic
Got no more faith in humanity
Throw sage on my grave just to banish me
[Chorus]
We do wanna be saved but, we aren’t the ones that are able
Nobody’s shielded or even concealed and clean from judgment
We could try to be good here, life not death that we should fear
Above the ground and below the clouds, what’s after is redundant
We do wanna be saved but, we aren’t the ones that are able
Nobody’s shielded or even concealed and clean from judgment
We could try to be good here, life not death that we should fear
Above the ground and below the clouds, what’s after is redundant
[Verse 2]
Keeping it solo like Kevin McCallister
Firing M80s, I light up the canister
Burning the doctrine and scaring the pastors
Reincarnation of Satan, a bastard
How do I believe it when there is no ark?
How am I the light when there is no dark?
Who am I to say that I won’t be brought
To the depths of the ground where the angels rot?
Been the antithesis of the set norms
I’m the one in the shadows you didn’t check for
Call me Monet bitch, I’m filling the canvas
Now my memory’s gone, I got no hippocampus
Seems that my sins and my wrongs only cleanse
And the structure they made, how it turns and it bends
How I see fit you won’t ever be shit
Never tryna get in Heaven, I won’t ever reach it
[Chorus]
We do wanna be saved but, we aren’t the ones that are able
Nobody’s shielded or even concealed and clean from judgment
We could try to be good here, life not death that we should fear
Above the ground and below the clouds, what’s after is redundant
We do wanna be saved but, we aren’t the ones that are able
Nobody’s shielded or even concealed and clean from judgment
We could try to be good here, life not death that we should fear
Above the ground and below the clouds, what’s after is redundant