It gets a little tricky finding your peace
I wanna lock my inner thoughts away from the police
Nothing to hide, just brushing off dead leaves
Where did all the purity go?
It started to produce beats in the backyard at least
Sound spreads like fire
You use to be a seed but now your a tree
What you carry on your back is valuable
That's how i see everything in this lifetime
I should've never been invited to an eighth grade drive by
Started hanging out with the wrong people
Thought to myself that i no longer get involved with toxic mouths
Few weeks later after high school and everything seems to be alright
No not really, steppin outta the light
When depression hit, i felt like it was too late
Dump the ego to view in full version
My 3rd eye is in the right position
Thank God (Jesus Christ) for droppin down intuition
Making beats to feed my music fire
Don't let anyone bring down your entire empire
I rap in this room
Those who don't understand ask, "Where is the switch to enable the zoom?"
I've gotten high with dope souls
All the memories know and all the fake all blow
From across the street i can see you glow
I wanna be good vibes mixed with natural flow to grow
Packing the bowl to escalate at a fast speed rate
I remember the times when we use to roll
Finding a way to become numb and slow
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Martyrisreal - Memories Lyrics
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It gets a little tricky finding your peace
I wanna lock my inner thoughts away from the police
Nothing to hide, just brushing off dead leaves
Where did all the purity go?
It started to produce beats in the backyard at least
Sound spreads like fire
You use to be a seed but now your a tree
What you carry on your back is valuable
That's how i see everything in this lifetime
I should've never been invited to an eighth grade drive by
Started hanging out with the wrong people
Thought to myself that i no longer get involved with toxic mouths
Few weeks later after high school and everything seems to be alright
No not really, steppin outta the light
When depression hit, i felt like it was too late
Dump the ego to view in full version
My 3rd eye is in the right position
Thank God (Jesus Christ) for droppin down intuition
Making beats to feed my music fire
Don't let anyone bring down your entire empire
I rap in this room
Those who don't understand ask, "Where is the switch to enable the zoom?"
I've gotten high with dope souls
All the memories know and all the fake all blow
From across the street i can see you glow
I wanna be good vibes mixed with natural flow to grow
Packing the bowl to escalate at a fast speed rate
I remember the times when we use to roll
Finding a way to become numb and slow
I wanna lock my inner thoughts away from the police
Nothing to hide, just brushing off dead leaves
Where did all the purity go?
It started to produce beats in the backyard at least
Sound spreads like fire
You use to be a seed but now your a tree
What you carry on your back is valuable
That's how i see everything in this lifetime
I should've never been invited to an eighth grade drive by
Started hanging out with the wrong people
Thought to myself that i no longer get involved with toxic mouths
Few weeks later after high school and everything seems to be alright
No not really, steppin outta the light
When depression hit, i felt like it was too late
Dump the ego to view in full version
My 3rd eye is in the right position
Thank God (Jesus Christ) for droppin down intuition
Making beats to feed my music fire
Don't let anyone bring down your entire empire
I rap in this room
Those who don't understand ask, "Where is the switch to enable the zoom?"
I've gotten high with dope souls
All the memories know and all the fake all blow
From across the street i can see you glow
I wanna be good vibes mixed with natural flow to grow
Packing the bowl to escalate at a fast speed rate
I remember the times when we use to roll
Finding a way to become numb and slow
Writer: Andres Gallardo
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid