Thankyou.
Title | Thankyou. |
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Artist | Daymeus |
Album | You’ve Heard Worse |
Release Date | 2018-04-27 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro] I been to myself about all this, really So, for those of you who know me And are wondering why Look [Verse 1] I feel intoxicated When I feed mind in a beat I can be anything I can be anyone Or go dumb, or show up and show off Or go off, or sew up where I'm cut I can get lost in a line And float where no one can find (no one can find) A space time doesn't pass I can laugh, I can cry That's for me, I won't lie no more, no more I don't mean to bore, if I do I did my best to make every last little draft I crafted So very matchless, yet still attached in these raps It's like 50% for me, 50% for you To tell the truth, though I began strictly to let out emotions I don't know when this took up a residency But it is dense, see, love I have Oh, God, I am hopeless but I [Chorus] I thank you I thank you I thank you For letting me release Though you may not be listening I thank you I thank you I thank you For letting me be me In these tracks you will never hear Thank you [Verse 2] Just imagine some credits rollin' right now, heh I never been one to boast but drunk it I'm fuck Off sound, never been wound until this shit I never pro found words or wove wit till I got effed in the head, no bed It's led to this and this may lead no where If these seeds ain't entertain, I thoroughly care Apparently I need this I'm weak, this may be my peak I sing bad, I speak with poor grammar, see Still my fam kinda feed my ego And watch my head grow It been that since 14 when I began So in deep, I'm unique and a demon Or maybe it's over my head, they unique horns, see I'm in my own fantasy I don't plan to leave I'm planted like a tree that got planted (woo, fuck!) Got all-the-time wood Y'all just morning It kills me, no mourning I bleed for sport so this may be it, dog Know that if I never right wrong These ain't even songs They my diary Or diarrhea, I heart Sia In fact, rappers, the kid in me wanted to be ya But I've grow up and out, Ch-Ch-Ch-Chia Of that stature, no statue, Mano Tiki Tia This be a plea of ignorance The tape I'm 'bout to push low intensity Yet immense, the dense beats My tents pitched, I might beat I passed tense see, saw I got a length problem My tracks are too damn long Perhaps I'm compensating for somethin' Or maybe I'm in love with the love that comes right out of me (gross) No I don't mean like... ugh The less I care, the more y'all will, maybe But I hate me, so I care zero I'm nobodies hero, I'm too insecure Fuck my words and rhyme-schemes and all of my beats This is all I— This is all I been tryna get out From the first song made for this, "K." To this, 2 years late I hope it rubbed wrong peeps the wrong way I want paid mind, I paid mine and all my time Damaged ships and took physical hits to health Overworked myself, was it worth it? I fear topics I talk about, may not be relevant when it drops So, if I don't blow up here Maybe the next day, in more vet rhyme, cause it's time I'm turnin' out all of the lights and finally goin home Ey Ye, goodnight You might also like[Interlude] [Outro] Thank the birds, Robbin Thank the trees And thank Shannon And thank the blunt, blazin' Thank the months, May And thank the sluts Nah, too many to name, for real But thank the x, Mark And thanks Bo And K. Graves And thank the pay, see And thank me cause as hard as it may be to imagine This could've been so much worse So much fuckin' worse, guys You've... heard... worse Ha |