Egypt Berry - Night Beats

You whisper information

You got a hole in the storm

You got everybody’s number

And wait for them to wrong

You got bad motivation

Riding on your mind

You give empty hope

To everyone you know

Your vision set a time

Useless information

Starts between your eyes

So please don’t worry

You just lost your business

Her mind is saying something

But your mouths won’t agree

It’s an explanation

For every valorisation

Of things you want to be

You got bad motivation

Toying with your mind

You got somethin' to prove

With all the dodgey moves

Shooting up your vibe

You might call me Cesar

Be a Buddhist in my dream

Spoken easy, worry

You just lost your appearance