Saw you on the 59
Baby girl you looked so fine
Knew I didn’t have long to act
Never ever had a lot of time
But don’t it make you think
Maybe the thirst ain’t worth the drink?
Why it always go
Like, wait a minute hold up hold on
I think I had a line for this
I think I had too much smoke
26 to the second, I swear to you
Junk bug nothing compare to you
Aerial picking up your transmission
Puttin’ on a show but I’ma listen for a minute
Could I be you for a minute?
Could I be you for a minute, my love?
Just to know how it feel
When you’re looking at me
Like a four course meal
I feel so good in your moonlight
But this life ain’t made for me
It ain’t made for me
It ain’t made for you
It ain’t made for three
Baby it’s made for two
Maybe it’s meant to be
What are we supposed to do?
When I’ma make believe
That you’re my majesty
What am i supposed to do?
Smoke slow
Take the credit in the bedroom
There’s a hotel room that’s bled out like a dead womb
Take the credit card and resume
There’s an old town girl that’s headed for your headroom
And I said it to the sentinel
No declarative sentiment to send to you
And through the sediment and Fentanyl
The celebrant and scented candles next to you
This compilation from Echo World presents a dozen beatmakers delivering gently rhythmic songs that capture the spirit of the season. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2022