Vic Mensa - Holy Holy текст песни

Yeah Cam what up bro?
Rest in peace Killa Cam!
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I been smokin that can't you tell
I'm high as hell
Hide my pain but I hide it well
Die for thinkin like Galileo
Posted with my homies
Bosky rollin OZs
Hope this stogie that we smoking
Help me fake forget I'm lonely
Lonely Massachusetts
On the road no roadies
Wrote this song inside my notebook
Told this Tunechi think of Tony
He was only 20 took one in the tummy
Caught a bullet to the backbone
By the hand of his own homey
Holy Jesus, holy, holy
Holy Jesus, holy, holy
Holy Jesus, holy, holy
Holy Jesus, holy, holy

Who can see the future?
We may never know it
Sweets and Kama Sutra
Swisha, swisha would you blow it?
Who can see the future?
We may never know it
Sweets and Kama Sutra
Swisha, swisha would you blow it?
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
Would you smoke with me?
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
Would you smoke with me?

Call your grandma go light this L go post bro bail
Hate to spend your last night in jail
Make a plan and try to make amends
Or maybe take a stand and tell how you feel
Sentimental recollection revelation
Resurrection God! Question
What would people think about if I died?
I wonder sometimes if this music
I make would keep me alive
But what if my tape never dropped
Or my album had flopped
Or I stopped at a red light
And a semi-truck ran into my ride
What would my obituary column be?
How would they color me in the media?
Wikipedia follow me
Would you follow my failures
Or mail your family apologies?
Like sorry for your loss
Like they the one that lost
Well I'm watchin from the side like a six man
Feelin' like Marlon Wayans
But without the white chicks man
I remember when they killed
Killa Cam on Stoney
Got it tattooed on my wrist
In memory of my big homey

Who can see the future?
We may never know it
Sweets and Kama Sutra
Swisha, swisha would you blow it?
Who can see the future?
We may never know it
Sweets and Kama Sutra
Swisha, swisha would you blow it?
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
Would you smoke with me?
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
Would you smoke with me?

See these the type of records
Make me think about Allure
It kills me inside
We can't hear her side of the story
I kept my Metro PCS
With all of our text messages
As evidence that I was thinking holy matrimony
Holy moly was I incorrect
Chain smokin cigarettes
My tee is wrinkled but the irony
Is that I'm so depressed
Ain't no gettin over this
I just lost my everything
Meaning that even me
Breathing now is inhumane
She'll live through me until I die
This what love sound like
I'm her baby boy she my rib
I'm always by her side
God lend my angel for a day or so
I'd pack up all my sins
And every LI blow and let'em go

Who can see the future?
We may never know it
Sweets and Kama Sutra
Swisha, swisha would you blow it?
Who can see the future?
We may never know it
Sweets and Kama Sutra
Swisha, swisha would you blow it?
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
Would you smoke with me?
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
Would you smoke with me?

Make your bed
Play for dead
Kill your enemies
Smoke down get drunk
Have a party
Fall in love with you
Wonder if you still remember me
Or would you just fade away?
Make your bed
Play for dead
Kill your enemies
Smoke down get drunk
Have a party
Fall in love with you
Wonder if you still remember me
Or would you just fade away?
Make your bed
Play for dead
Kill your enemies
Smoke down get drunk
Have a party
Fall in love with you
Wonder if you still remember me
Or would you just fade away?