"Belly Up" lyrics
(feat. Lúcio)
[Rav:]
I can't hold it in no more man, I don't want the ocean back
Shit was never good enough
Shit was never good in fact
We sittin' in the oven at 4:10 and reminiscin' on some colder past
Back when it was 3-9-5 and how we oughta all return at that
I mean, alright
Let me guess, shit was the best when you were six
Or maybe nine, you still upset
The years flew by, you still obsessed
So keep the picture up in their desk
Wearin' their lockets swingin' from their necks
Then there's folks [?] down the edges
Let the dead bury the dead
Look, whatever you do
Don't look back until you
Finally crossed the tunnel
Don't let your senses go
And stay awake until then
Don't make believe, make amends
Head your life plays best
There's more to do, say less
Carried away
[?] away by numbness, you feel the strength
Everybody cries, will carry the weight
When most are scared, carry the weight
[?] don't be on belief
We're compromising constantly
I'm on to me
But I'm onto you too
Don't [?] to me, what do you wanna be?
I'm stuck in my way (Belly up)
Growing so addicted to the numbness
Imagination decayed ([?])
Oh, so indifferent to the numbness
[Lúcio:]
I can't see pictures in my brain
And even I know how to spot shameful loss of vision
Ought to be vain
Got on these chains, all to see gains
Protein diet, bodily pain
Don't want to hate but it's hard to reframe
Don't want to pray but it's hard to keep faith
With a popular take as I copy and paste
Officially old and it's not feeling great
A dismal performance, I'm locked in the place
I live in the moment, I'm lost in this age
I'm living a protest and opted to stay
How many shorts [?] with it?
Bite sized hate and confidence
All this shade and the nonsense
Blocking the sun and I'm flaunting it
Knicks in 5, fuck Dolan
Fuck FIFA too but I must keep scoring
Tradition, tradition, is nothing ignored
Loving embraces, jumping the course
Take it for granted, you're nothing but whores
Company lying to the stock, it's on course
And you come a few times when you pop [?]
[?]
Commercials are for us
[Rav:]
I'm stuck in my way (Belly up)
Growing so addicted to the numbness
Imagination decayed ([?])
Oh, so indifferent to the numbness
I can't hold it in no more man, I don't want the ocean back
Shit was never good enough
Shit was never good in fact
We sittin' in the oven at 4:10 and reminiscin' on some colder past
Back when it was 3-9-5 and how we oughta all return at that
I mean, alright
Let me guess, shit was the best when you were six
Or maybe nine, you still upset
The years flew by, you still obsessed
So keep the picture up in their desk
Wearin' their lockets swingin' from their necks
Then there's folks [?] down the edges
Let the dead bury the dead
Look, whatever you do
Don't look back until you
Finally crossed the tunnel
Don't let your senses go
And stay awake until then
Don't make believe, make amends
Head your life plays best
There's more to do, say less
Carried away
[?] away by numbness, you feel the strength
Everybody cries, will carry the weight
When most are scared, carry the weight
[?] don't be on belief
We're compromising constantly
I'm on to me
But I'm onto you too
Don't [?] to me, what do you wanna be?
I'm stuck in my way (Belly up)
Growing so addicted to the numbness
Imagination decayed ([?])
Oh, so indifferent to the numbness
[Lúcio:]
I can't see pictures in my brain
And even I know how to spot shameful loss of vision
Ought to be vain
Got on these chains, all to see gains
Protein diet, bodily pain
Don't want to hate but it's hard to reframe
Don't want to pray but it's hard to keep faith
With a popular take as I copy and paste
Officially old and it's not feeling great
A dismal performance, I'm locked in the place
I live in the moment, I'm lost in this age
I'm living a protest and opted to stay
How many shorts [?] with it?
Bite sized hate and confidence
All this shade and the nonsense
Blocking the sun and I'm flaunting it
Knicks in 5, fuck Dolan
Fuck FIFA too but I must keep scoring
Tradition, tradition, is nothing ignored
Loving embraces, jumping the course
Take it for granted, you're nothing but whores
Company lying to the stock, it's on course
And you come a few times when you pop [?]
[?]
Commercials are for us
[Rav:]
I'm stuck in my way (Belly up)
Growing so addicted to the numbness
Imagination decayed ([?])
Oh, so indifferent to the numbness
