Текст песни (Co2) Freestyle - JusHarry

There calling me the wild card
Swimming with fishes the lifeguard
Yeah I'll be here when the fire starts
And I wont leave till the fire's started
Reborn but the old me's a fire carcass
Only light was the fire through all that darkness
Throw in that smoke let the fire harvest
That fire it grows me as an artist and I'm
Tryna get my head straight
Elevate to space in my headspace
Can't get that time back, time passed like a time lapse
Left the city but came right back
Pack that spliffy and recline my chair back
Thrown in a pit with the bears
But I turn my back to the bears
You could say I'm fucking the game bare back
Broken down and nobody had a spare jack
Got a lot of stares but I stare back
Tryna get back but where's that?
And they didn't wanna listen when I told them
That they weren't gonna hear back
I walk past, shadows and darkness
On this path colder than the arctic
Then I froze over you know I'm heartless
But I've been coasting through regardless
Run ins with Damien, my blade sharpens
Ready this time, saddle up and harness
My love was caught in the crosshairs
But we ended up parted, dearly departed
Shit, I shouldn't have started this
I keep on forgetting what I started with
So I keep writing down Marta scripts
And I'll get it when I get it periodically and
I could go on for days, I could go all the way
My stick shifts I drift out the place
The time I waste, tic tic cus time pays and huh
I find hope in the hopeless
Give me a thorn and I'll make some roses
Only got love for the ones that's closest
Need to find my mind and just focus
I'm the dominant fish in the Devonian
Put me in with fish I'll react like sodium
Studying the dictionary, Oxonian
Trying to get radio active, plutonium
This a revolution, call me Napoleon
Smoking poppy seeds, this isn't opium
Running on E, running out of petroleum
But I'm almost at the top podium
They want to latch on to me
Grip my two balls, you can talk to these
Have a little convo bout the little convos
That we had in the past, that's a lot of grease
The image in a lens, is the image they pretend
(Image they pretend)
Those are foes not friends
That's not a deer, that's a doe so don't send
(Don't shoot)
That's a bitch playing bro as pretend
Are you taking the mic? there's flames on my bic
All this time been facing the shit
I'm taking a trip, I'm taking the risk
I slap on the track and I'm making it stick
I'm making it stick like blue tac
I'm making it stick like it glued back
I'm praying for this man I'm due racks
I'm blazing the spliff and let the zoot pass cus
I'm a visionary and I don't want to hear your commentary
I'm the chosen one that's born in February
All those hard moments they where momentary
Momentarily I was dealing hardships
Over bearing when I was working hard shifts
Now I'm sailing, yeah that's a hard ship
I'm staying, yeah that's a hard grip