Those Who Live in a Glass City
| Title | Those Who Live in a Glass City |
|---|---|
| Artist | Daymeus |
| Album | You’ve Heard Worse |
| Release Date | 2018-04-27 |
| Description | The Glass City is Toledo, Ohio; my hometown. |
| Lyrics | [Verse 1] Dayme be i-rate Like an inmate in a warm state, still, I'm so cold Rarely relate, this may be real late But will not go untold I hold weight with age, free associate And I should polish old flows But I just returned from back home From biting my tongue And I'm biting no more 'Cept the necks of those who don't come correct I cum erect, so this gotta be hard You feel it's too far, then go for it Come out to LA, not speakin' to every extra Directed at many though (many though) Anyone feelin slighted, my sight had new perspective The second I stepped off the plane home Mama makin' me food while I Lie back and relax wit the lil guy, Connor Reminiscin' on all the parking lots, Hiawatha Fires, outings with Maygan or father How free you feel responsibility-free Such is a break, I suppose, I don't know, we (we) Get those so scarcely, then I think What if it ain't change? What if I still lived home? Full grown, yet immature, no movin' on So, I never flew to California Instead got a part time, but not while I'm in school Or pursuin' a path, just a part time, just to get high Powder, pill, or blunt, no side Passion, I'm irrational now, pi I'm ashin' ends in unwashed piles of fashion, hashin' out Where my day went, week went, my lifetime, no tell Of my tale, no, who care? Twitter, Facebook Faceless no-ones, oh, too real? Toledo? Or wait a sec What if I stayed and we worked it out, k? And what if I got her pregnant? And our timeline changed like that And what if I cracked Smacked her in the head, she fell right back And what if she stayed, and finally loved me back Or what if I cheated, skipped out on our little boys visitations To fuck holes of hoes, who really ain't shit You stayed at home, up late, sick, poor little Jayden Now, take in to consideration It's awfully tough for many kids to remain faithful in this city They chasin' tails wit no head, sit still and expect rent checks Not everybody in that glass hole, nah Not many in The Glass City, though That I fuck wit Felt fuckin' toxic there, wait What if I run up on this punk bitch He been eyein' me wrong at the park He, now, mackin' a hoe who denied me, nah, fuck Not thinkin it out no, no! Fuck rationality, just bought a gat My whole crew backin' me packin' Now, what if I did this weekly? Huh Yeah, that sound like a plan What if we all in the same boat, man? What if we sailin' in lifted merch And closin' stolen curtains to workin' for somethin worthy Hearses swervin', holdin' minds, entitled Birthed to curb our first, second, and third dream job And settle for scams (wha) No meddling kids for this sham (nah) What if I peeked at a mirror, epiphany In it I see the same me since before graduation What if I then bitched on the reg 'bout the place that I'm in But I did, not a thing Years fade out like the end of a play I'm sittin' there empty, alone, I've accomplished nothin' And everyone's moved on 'cept me Well, then I guess I'd be you Could've been you [Interlude] [Bridge] Yeah, this city, it may be cracked And though, I know, I'll never go back I know it means little, considering I jumped ship, but This is all out of love, shit And I'm hopin' y'all love, it I am speakin' to Benjamin, Danie, and fam I know it's still home for y'all there, yes And it used to be mine, that's done Gotta find my own now, I don't trust I'm any closer out here And I got love for you, some of you, there and some I don't I hope you rest see yourself arrested I'm here, rested in music, it feels like Ya know (home) [Outro] Yeah, you hear me, Toledo? How I sound? Over here in, Silver LakeYou might also like |