Lullaby Songtext

I fake every little bit of confidence I own
but keep that on the real down low


Spit a little drama
inject through that armour
the problem is
I ain't got that good karma
wake up but the birds in trauma
used to sing
but they don't like my aura
so I RIP them
don't rely on nothing but the birds
and the bee stings
but the bee stings once
does a little jig
and then he's out for the punch
and so I'm out for the count
mathematic man
trying to haggle with my doubts but the vendor won't sell
poker face kid
with a hard line to tell
so I form like photons
move like a ghost squad
what you wanna know son?
papa's got a brand new issue
given all the talent through my genes
but I misuse
so called underachiever
said it so much
I think I start to believe ya
so pick up the receiver
fates on the line
but she don't wanna leave a
*beep*
she don't like to be recorded
somehow her voice always comes out distorted
or so they say
but they seem to talk a lot of s**t these days

They say that I'm obsessive
that my objectives are in the wrong direction
but I ain't got protection
from the path
that I gotta go through
if only I could
only I could
only show you
I'm an android
going through the motions
automaton
Mr. Program The Oceans
and the whole wave cycle
deep blue eyefuls
the colour makes me mindful
and so I'm up to the brim
you don't know what the f**k it is that I think
you only see what the record says do
so welcome to the firm
now the board owns you
and now they wanna own me
but if give ‘em that
that's the end of my Z's
and I sleep very nice
so you will never tell me what the f**k I should write
and put that in your pipe
smoke it
and take flight
become a free form
and be gone into the night
like shadows in the mist
jaguar man
diffuse into the mix

You told me stay the same
as you telling me to change
what the f**k are you expecting me to say?
I've been polarised so much
I don't know if I exist
but keep that on real tight tip
I feel the vibes
and the swing of the motion
and I appreciate everyone in my focus
especially RB's
I learn to spot you motherf**kers now in half beats
but the crow sings on
you gotta listen real
real close
to hear his song
coz he don't like a crowd
so when people round
he shuts his f**king mouth
and I like that about him
he ain't here so the people surround him
he ain't here for the stacks of the cheese
he's here coz he raps what he means
means
yup
and he means what he raps
I never trust a man I don't believe in a track
I don't believe what he spat
and let's just leave it at that