A menace since conception Raising Hell Below the Heavens Walk this Way, this is my soul a la mode A lonely, wild only child, call him Coke No phony smile, I dodged reapers and fever seizures Age two, asking what'd pops leave for Behind deep doors are memories of a woman beater A stroke left gramps paralyzed left in prime, yet I digress Though, the youth was hard to digest Piles of stress when I'd wipe a mess But he put me on the record stylus Bluegrass to Johnny Horton Mom like Earth, Wind, Journey, Styx versus My love for the Beasties off the first spin The bliss in a tortured dream despite the morbid scene When I saw my cousin in dirt deep at fourteen New Year's, she swerved a street and hit a sturdy tree Life is war and peace, it's harder to open up, so I smoked, drunk and sobered up The ties roped up some broken loves One breakup bruised my mind feeling like Cupid lied 'Til I was scoping view designs Looking over ledges, stepping to a Superfly suicide I'd choose life, but abuse the rye To the point that it was give up the booze or die Got PTSD, little soothes inside besides this music high So my life's prove or proof Riding winds, it's still a lose, lose, catch two two I'm lying if I say I don't want Cream like Wu do But I care less about mass appeal unless it's Preem and Guru These blue pill blooper reel rappers bought blue jays and blue steel I was better blue chips since Blu Milk That's why me and Blu ilk Like he said, give me my flowers while I can still smell them We still got miles to go between Hell Lows and High Heavens Verse 2: Blu
Hello, is hell close? Hell's low and Heaven's high The knowledge I write could open up a reverend's eye Recognize written history, from a special time When we first started to write on paper and bless the rhyme Let us find a way to be true to original Hebrew You original? Me too; We're original people In the eyes of God, we're all created equal My reincarnation is my procreated sequel Eyes sharper than an eagle I taught 'em how to see through evil B-L-U, believe you and you will You the truth revealed, you're made of steel Heart of gold, worth more than what the richest daughter holds All the globe, you control You L, a true Belle Godly, young goddess, you God, capital G Never doubt, forever fly sky lessons Though, we've got miles to go Between these Hell Lows and High Heavens
Coconut Wolf - Popstoppers Verse 1: The popstopper, wordplay obnoxious Y'all are smoke and mirrors, narcissistic Rastas Like getting blown in a tux, I'm come proper Got 'em envious,
Coconut Wolf - American Horror Story Verse: 1 American Horror Story For the war and glory Uncle Sam brainwashing, murder for me Airwaves are form of sorcery Reflecting the core beliefs, moral's
Coconut Wolf - The Numbers Game Yo, yo, Coco Tell em about it, man You try to escape this casino They treat you like the grassy knoll The dice are loaded, the deck’s stuffed You got nothing
Coconut Wolf - Orion's Belt Feeling perplexed as he searches for purpose You see the show, not behind the curtains The absurdist burdens of this circus The shortages in the circuits He stuffs down 'til
Coconut Wolf - Lost in the Woulds Hook: Even with all intentions good Things go as they should Tried to do all we could But got lost in the woulds Verse 1: Natural beauty, she was
Coconut Wolf - Cotton Candy & Apathy Verse 1: I've given up on love Now i ain't got much Afraid to admit when i got a crush Every time, i admit, i've got crushed And i never thought this
Coconut Wolf - Circuit Savior Verse 1: Circuit Savior, the battle of Terminators Thermal radar equipped with scalpels and razors To harvest organs, they keep brains in jars Reality's fabric came
Coconut Wolf - Horchata Intro: Yo Krohme you did it again man! Horchata Donuts in an El Camino The candy paint sparkles like Pellegrino They call him an abundant lowlife like a cell in
Coconut Wolf - Krohmeconut Wolf Verse 1: Coke got that hot pocket like Jim Gaffigan The best buzz y'all got's some gnat wings Cats are worthless saying they earn checks But I burn nets like passing
Coconut Wolf - The Fresh Prince of Self Flair Verse 1: I bust quotes that are cutthroat Like a Rambo knife, welcome to the jungle Best to remain humble and not go gung-ho I have blunt blows for rappers talking about the