Chris Waters - Midnight Oahu (feat. Mark Martian)

I’m high and I’m nervous
Fuck that why reach for the surface
Swim good I’m the man under water
Fuck that shawty boy reach for your purpose
Body niggas it’s funereal services
Take the beat and carve and I split em
Told prophecy everything down middle
Lisa Simpson the way the she ride it
Ain’t felt like this since they called me posiden
Make it wet for me baby I’m ready to dive in
To find me might need macguyvor
You a poet and looking for love
Everybody’s a shoe in i guess
Stomping out hearts with the gum
It’s long road ahead of us
Show me my oppenent I’m spittin straight into the void
Drips of heaven on my t shirt Everything getting ethered
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet can't touch the ground
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet cant touch the ground
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet can’t touch the ground
Im coming down niggas cant fuck with me now
Hoe you cant fuck with me now HEY
Brain damager get your stanzas up
If a nigga talkin tough I can’t stand with ya
Bitch you juxtaposed fuck your cameras
Nigga I been snappin with the Midas touch
Upon a Thanos glove
No shade mo love I just light em up
Niggas talk fuck shit fuck it im at the function
Yo bitch on dick skin she don’t care what the risk is
Tellin you tales that fairy tale fiction
Bitch I'm a boss and I'm ducking her pictures
The pussy bet not come with no whiskers
No cap
Fuck where you shiftin and your opinion
She wearing the denim with the checks out just how I like it
Bitch I am up and Im loving the view
Look at me now this shit sweat off the brow
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet can't touch the ground
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet cant touch the ground
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet can’t touch the ground
Im coming down niggas cant fuck with me now
Hoe you cant fuck with me now HEY
Who dat nigga I don’t got the time to act foolish wit ya
Fuck the wave I bring the monsoon to pitchers
Wvters delivers
Jet for the title and I really don’t care about who surviving
Gone off the ooze of Ivan like it was cool to die young
The fool who triumphed the pool of rivals who fuel indictment
Putting tool to eyelids
Shit I'll take the rap
Just make it slap
Or leave a a stain for cap
Noggin in my lap
Gone and doctrine that
That’s a thot to pass I’m ahead of my class
Roll thru the grass just to get the gas
Level up my path
So they feel my wrath
Fist full of trash
Here take it back
That statements facts
Trade it in for paper stacks yuh
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet can't touch the ground
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet cant touch the ground
Hi life hi life hi life hi life
My feet can’t touch the ground
Im coming down niggas cant fuck with me now
Hoe you cant fuck with me now HEY
HO SHIT GET YO DOPE FIX BITCH I COAXED THIS
ROLL SPLIFFS FUCKING RIOT FUCKING RIOT
HO SHIT GET YO DOPE FIX BITCH I COAXED THIS
ROLL SPLIFFS FUCKING RIOT FUCKING RIOT
I don’t fear no mortal man metamorphosis
I’m the assassin these ass hats are tragic
Wack rappers just target practice switch up your tactics
I throw darts in the dark at those that don’t spark
Here’s a cart for the bars I had to dropped off
Pull me apart for the start you bitch so soft
Settle down smoke pound your hoe gets no heart

Written by:
Christopher Williams

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