Airplane Mode Lyrics – Tilden Parc
Singer: Tilden Parc
Title: Airplane Mode
Rebel soul child gotta fist balled
I’m a respawn of ancestors
And i’m blessed huh?
They are not him tell ’em fess up
I get check stubs hella carefree
Nothing scares me hella reckless, yeah
I got next up, right
No, we not the same
Could see when i look in your iris
You likely to talk but not ready to riot, you better just keepin’ it quiet
My pen is ignited
My soul is enlightened
I like who i am but i’m biased
They palette is dried up, my drip a fountain
I’m not like these regular guys
All of that talk is misguided
She like the way make the tape print
But the way i make the words play is grim
I’m the reaper reaching for the kill switch
The label cut the check like a blade smith
Something sparkin’ where his brain is
The beat is somewhere near where prayers sent
Geronimo way i make i the base jump
With no parachute is tasteless
They likely to run they mouth then when they see you face to face
They quick with the shapeshift
Up through the night work the grave shift
’bout it from the cradle to the grave sh#t
Big mad how they face tense
Look both ways before you catch fade
I’m a nice guy on the inside, still i’m not somebody to be played with
Keep it all the way a thousand
I don’t remember how the ground feels
I left the city i been browsin’
Treading waters that they drown in
My head on a swivel, yeah
It’s only real in my surroundings
Keep it all the way a thousand
I don’t remember how the ground feels
I left the city i been browsin’
Treading waters that they drown in
My head on a swivel, yeah
It’s only real in my surroundings
Can’t stop, won’t stop
’til i tour the world, wanna globe-trot
Damn that n#gg# dope like the stove top
Type of sh#t, they hide in a tube sock
I did skip town on a new block
But i’m still around n#gg#, just knock
Bet i hold it down when the groove drop
Way i kick boun for the crowd, i’ll balloon pop
Bet they’ll come for my mula
Bet i run ’em outta town for the hoopla
Queen, she a hun like mulan
Everything the hoes wish they was but they just not
They be ridin’ up for your face with a fake stop
They be thinkin’ it’s a game but it’s just not
They be thinkin’ we the same but the subpar
Leave ’em drug through the mud when the flood stop
Pull up! i feel amazing
Pyramid scheme, how i play the angles
I sent it to your girl, bet i make her face lift
I be hella wild b#tch, you can’t tame me
Got the keys to the cradle, no cable
Smellin’ like basil
Yea, i got the flavor
I ain’t got no patience
Captain wouldn’t save her
I be on they nerve, bet that sh#t painful
Lookin’ sour when i serve, how that sh#t tastin’
Short with conversation
Give ’em waves ‘til the makeshift, the flotation
It’s outrageous
Righteous with the sound, middle finger raiser
To the whole nation
Yellin’ out f#ck 12 ’til they throw me in a cell
Bet a n#gg# make bail from a young and rebellious generation
Keep it all the way a thousand
I don’t remember how the ground feels
I left the city i been browsin’
Treading waters that they drown in
My head on a swivel, yeah
It’s only real in my surroundings
Keep it all the way a thousand
I don’t remember how the ground feels
I left the city i been browsin’
Treading waters that they drown in
My head on a swivel, yeah
It’s only real in my surroundings
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