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Song Lyrics:

[Intro] They talking shit, tossing shit To see if something sticks I've been taught to sit, and not to speak Ignore that shit, let them talk to my lawyers My girlfriend is sweet, stressed and shit She don't know these tricks She's from overseas And obviously scared to bits [Bridge] If you hear me lord If you her me [Verse 1] My affairs are straight so death can wait Used to lay awake dazed and stressed for days Now I'm obsessed with sunsets And watching clouds changing shapes The great escape Left my city in search of a break Don't need a lot, just what I can afford Packed my life into a Ford, and hit the highway CA, is the number plate, but I grew up in PTA Back and fourth Fly so much the plane feel like a cab Sleep on my feet like a bat Passport control, warrant of arrest They wanted me to stress, but I'm blessed Woke up on the stage reciting my writings Table Mountain Nature Reserve hiking like vikings With friends from overseas I haven't seen ever since Social circles collapse to family and close friends Fake fucks get hit with nun chucks And kicked in the gut like Chuck Norris Came from being bitten by bed bugs Sitting itching in the office I wonder if they ever noticed [Bridge] Yah! If you hear me lord If you her me [Hook] Nne ndo ne, nne ndo ne Nne ndo neeeeta Nne ndo ne, nne ndo ne Nne ndo neeeetaaa Chrome coated skeleton, all grown Couldn't care about a yellow bone Couldn't come between my ace boon coon Code in my iris, Terminator T-800 Carry the game like a cartridge Concentrate! Head in the ground like an ostrich They trying to pop bottles My pop's gone, I'm trying to play a role model The curse of being a first born This is over time, over and over Even a poacher couldn't carry the weight Of my tasks on their shoulder Been pushing while you were wylin in the corner And warbling from the Corona Squabbling for change I'm trying to be an owner I know what it's like to fall from grace Too embarrassed to show your face With no choice but to pump the brakes And park between a rock and a hard place Eyes tearing up, clouds in the sky No sign of clearing up Falling down the rabbit hole Nothing to grab and hold Like trying to change the channel But the sofa swallows the remote Options gone in a puff of smoke [Bridge] Yah! Ehe If you hear me lord Nne ndo neta [Hook] Nne ndo ne, nne ndo ne Nne ndo ne, nne ndo neeeeta Nne ndo ne, nne ndo ne Nne ndo neeeeta Nne ndo ne, nne ndo ne Nne ndoneeeetaaa

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