Dan Bandung Bagiku bukan cuma Urusan wilayah Belaka Lebih jauh dari itu Melibatkan perasaan Yang bersamaku Ketika sunyi Dan Bandung Bagiku bukan cuma Masalah geografis Lebih jauh dari itu Melibatkan perasaan Yang bersamaku Ketika sunyi Mungkin saja Ada tempat Yang lainnya Ketika 'ku berada di sana (Di sana ku berada) Akan tetapi Perasaanku sepenuhnya Ada di Bandung Yang bersamaku Ketika itu Yang bersamaku Ketika rindu Yang bersamaku Ketika sunyi

Ini apa lagi Mengganggu Tadinya tak mengganggu Ini bising kali Akalku Tak sanggup tertidur Semua yang terbakar dalam lingkaran Terangkai di makianmu Dan yang telah terusik di sana Selalu memelukmu Kau bilang ku sudah mati Ku terbakar dalam caci Kau sebut aku tak lebih Dari sekadar mimpi Ku telah terjatuh lagi Terbawa angan tak pasti Tiada janji terpatri Dan air matamu berhenti Semua yang terbakar dalam lingkaran Terangkai di makianmu Dan yang telah terusik di sana Selalu memelukmu Saat ini ku tenang Usai dengan pesanmu Keparat Jangan engkau sentuh lagi Lagi (lagi) Semua yang terbakar dalam lingkaran Terangkai di makianmu Dan yang telah terusik di sana Selalu memelukmu Semua yang terbakar Dalam lingkaran

Aku tidak dicari Dalam setiap pagi Miskin notifikasi Masa-masa karantina Cek mutasi Oh konsistensi Sepi Berbagai kebutuhan Mingguan atau bulanan Akrabnya tanggal cicilan Tak pernah menjadi kawan Kini malam milik Instagram Obrolan dua orang jadi tontonan Krisis hiburan, oh Berbagai kebutuhan Mingguan atau bulanan Akrabnya tanggal cicilan Tak pernah menjadi kawan Notasi listrik berbunyi Temponya tak kenal saldo Nikotin jadi adiksi Padahal tadinya opsi Krisis hiburan Kolaborasi Sepi mutasi

They tried to get rid of me But from ocean to ocean They gon' have to deal with me I been overlooked, slept on Stepped on, left for dead Always against all odds like Pac said I'm the living Great Gatsby But these boys are watching cricket then Disappear like Banksy From ocean to ocean, sea to sea I'm something that you gotta see It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains) Gonna take some time to do the things we never had I practice what I preach but I ain't gon' lie I still got love for these streets, 305 till I die Still got love for these beats, that's why I spit this fire You can catch me on a beat, 'specially on a island Took over my city now it's time for the world I live a day rapping, there's a difference, girl Getting paid more than average man, life is sweet, GM only status, papa watch it It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains) Gonna take some time to do the things we never had I got the world on my shoulder, still crinkle my feet Now I say, sleep is the cousin of death so I don't sleep These boys act like they hard but we know that they sweet They wouldn't bust a grape at a food fight, Bible, please Went from rapping with them boys with a mouth full of gold To hanging with Slim Jr. down in Mexico Take it with a grain of salt and a pound of gold The game will still be sold and not told, let's go It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains) Gonna take some time to do the things we never had It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains) Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Picó, picó Ella me picó, picó Alguien que llame al médico Sin ella soy alérgico ¿Dónde está el antídoto El antídoto para ella?, eh-eh ¿Dónde está el antídoto El antídoto para ella? Ella me picó, picó Ella me picó, picó Alguien que llame al médico Sin ella soy alérgico, eh Picó, picó Ella me picó, picó Alguien que llame al médico Sin ella soy alérgico Ella me da la vuelta, la vuelta, la vuelta No mientas que a 1960 Tengo los latidos a 240 km Paseíto en KTM (Oh-oh) Dime ¡ve! ¿Cómo hago pa' curarme de usted? Dime, dime, dime, baby ¿por qué? ¿Qué será lo que tú tienes? Yo no sé Picó, picó Ella me picó, picó Alguien que me llame al médico Sin ella soy alérgico Ella me picó, picó Ella me picó, picó Sin ella soy alérgico Alguien que me llame al médico Casí que estoy en coma por ti Me diagnosticaron locura por ti Lo que tu digas sí, sí, sí A lo que tu digas sí, sí, sí Casi que estoy en coma por ti Me diagnosticaron locura por ti Lo que tu digas sí, sí, sí A lo que tu digas sí, sí, sí ¿Dónde está el antídoto El antídoto (para ella)? Eh-eh ¿Dónde está el antídoto? El antídoto para ella Ella me picó, picó Ella me picó, picó Alguien que llame al médico Sin ella soy alérgico Ella me picó, picó Ella me picó, picó Sin ella soy alérgico Alguien que me llame al médico

I got swept up in the ocean I got swept up I can't breathe I got swept up in the ocean I got swept up I can't breathe What the fuck we still doing here, no smoke in the water With a message this clear, I, Never guessed this, at my best it's So hard to break up my greatest fear Like Woah (Like Woah) No point in takin' this slow I give it my all, so my heart I will show My sleeves I promise you'll know No, I really gotta know, fore I really and let you go No more back and forth, like I'ma hit the road And when I'm gone you'll be sittin' home all alone Calling and ringing' when I keep on ignoring my phone Wanting me back and shit, but I ain't havin' it You had me drowning' in my sorrows, now I'm out in abyss Gave me so many problems man I can't even list Got me screamin' out my pain whenever I reminisce I got swept up in the ocean I got swept up I can't breathe I got swept up in the ocean I got swept up I can't breathe Swept up I can't breathe She is the one that I need She gave me oxygen When I thought that my soul would leave Now I'm right where I'm supposed to be Stars are aligning, uniting the people so close to me Watching it all come together I'm feeling a bit of that dopamine Yeah that dopamine, that dopamine I've been feeling a bit of it Oh I've been feeling a bit of it Oh I've been feeling a bit of it I got swept up in the ocean I got swept up I can't breathe I got swept up in the ocean I got swept up I can't breathe

I said, niggas be takin' life too serious I swear my music take lives, uh, period MellowHype, things independent, Freedmind pyramids Breaking walls down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh They put a label on me, but I see they're all clowns That's why I talk English and think fast Feel my words through the ink's last letter Which'll never turn his back, back catcher I grab extra magazines I'm in to remind me of the places I've been Returning to visit again, me and my fuckin' friends Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone until my fist hurt Before I eat sushi, I'd rather get to know the fish first For all the cats behind my time that rhyme, that shit's worth— Everything in my mental state now I'm secure, mental ways Dental plates in my jaw for spitting raw just because I like to floss my talent (Uh-uh-uh-uh) yeah Think I'ma wear the yellow tux at the Grammys And rock out with my cock out Like, "Who this kid think he is?" It's just something I seen Prince do, it's true But no matter what, I'm showing up Who gives a flying floating fuck what people say or think? 'Cause end of the day, start of the day, they all said we wouldn't get here anyway You blink, and Wolf Gang's in this bitch When I was a kid I wanted to be just like you (When I grew up, when I, when I, grew up) Write my own rhymes, recite 'em a couple times Hoping one day it blew up so me and my niggas could shine I got three quarters and about ten dimes You can split them tens up, 'cause both these quarters are mines, nigga Let's fuckin' celebrate, Wolf Gang confederate We made it, we made it, we made it, and you hatin' 'Cause we made it and we made it, and that is not an understatement (Oh) I put that on the people that I stay with, live day-to-day with Tour bus is the slave ship, niggas worked the grave shift Record, clean up, and play disc We must be misbehaving, but the fans love it; they get the subject Niggas claim to be rappers but don't fulfill the substance Fuckin' rubbish, I'll dust quick, nothing to fuck with I've got my hands on my balls, like my nuts itch Think I'ma wear the yellow tux at the Grammys And rock out with my cock out (Ayy) Like, "Who this kid think he is?" It's just something I seen Prince do, it's true But no matter what, I'm showing up Who gives a flying, floating fuck what people say or think? 'Cause end of the day, start of the day, they all said we wouldn't get here anyway You blink, and Wolf Gang's in this bitch I remember, I first played Trick' some OF shit (Ooh-ooh-ooh) And he fronted on it, like, "Nah, that shit will never work" (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Hahaha Like, "What?" Family (Haha) These two wrists of mine I had to make them gold You gotta let me shine (Right, right) If you're a friend of mine Ask any friend of mine I'll never block your glow, won't curb your high We be in a place they never been Hella bands for the hell of it In Paris, Paris, Paris White wings on desert sand Flyin' over the Taliban, probably We be in a place they never been Hella bands for the hell of it In Paris, Paris, Paris White wings on desert sand Flyin' over the Taliban, probably