Betamax

Lyrics for Betamax

There's always something to do Even when I'm doing nothing, counters to move Craving silence, mass choirs singing gospel of doom Allowed to move, refused the honor Hours tend to get lost, never for naught, even for sport I walked there myself, I can't get off unless I warp it I divorced a wild style and got a new one, never force it Flowers, chose the blue ones, my thumb's green, my pinkies too Baby's clean, my lady weighs me on the scale of truth I don't wanna lie to you, sometimes the reason never mattered You gon' feel it in the rhythm in the pattern Show my work, a definitive answer There's only one, but many portals Fuck you goin' with the door closed? Greenbacks for crossroad eiders Dreamcoats brighter than some quartz in the sauna I was never lost, I only had my eyes closed Flower possibilities, golden eye knows, golden eye knows Higher up, higher up, higher Higher up, higher up, higher Colors a little more—colors a little more glorious Bleeding through the edges, we don't really need no altars No one leaves a message, nigga heaven, I done leveled up Puffing flower petals, I'm the blackest metal This a dead church I believe, I believe in black people believing I believe in black people believing Again, I been nasty, I been decent I ride with sleepyhead, we in and out of sequence Free the land, I'm a farmer in a skyscraper Eternal timetable, cosmic blind wager I'm from a tribe of plate scrapers The mold burns, we're paying favors Exactly when you said it would Spiraling on my square, pushing air Pointed toe, getting higher Bet you still liar, who gon' survive? Still smiling Higher up, higher, higher Higher up, higher, higher