Good Evening - Verb T, Pitch 92, Jehst

You just stay seeing what I’m seeing

Don’t believe what I believe in

Comprehend

You couldn’t even

So I bid you all good evening

Just stay seeing what I’m seeing

Don’t believe what I believe in

Comprehend

You couldn’t even

So I bid you all good evening

Yo

I couldn’t give two shits

About who’s rich

I make music

To untie the noose with

Caught up in this

Where bruddas loose lipped shit

Like, «You should do this…»

They ain’t doing nothing but slip

Does the shoe fit?

I’m on my own tip

Like

The South London

Was too sick

This brudda’s violent

Grip your idea with a toothpick

Keep it real

But around here we only have what the truth is…

And what it is are like pages from sci-fi novels

That make predictions

Planet of the Apes living

or in a caged prison

Stars speak, it’s the swishing

Look close, you see the flame flickering

What the too long, you’ll see your name written

But me, I’d rather play the game, living

Stay wise

Maintain vision

Signing off, live from Great Britain

Yo live from Manchester, Stardawg connections

Peter

I’ll be at the jukebox restless

While I’m wrestling with my innermost questions

Crying out for answers

Looking for direction

Robert Johnson

Up on that crooked intersection

The Devil is right here

Hiding in plain sight

God played the lead

But tonight she got stage fright

Drinking in the green room

Look at what we’ve been through

You been tryna tell us, but we wouldn’t believe you

(We wouldn’t believe you)

Fuck the plutonomy

Label us precariat

Then die for the proletariat

It’s so precarious

Walking on a tightrope, grew up in a circus

Draw the short straw, now you gotta work the circuit

Tryna charm a serpent

Shoulda tamed a lion first

Fifth of November verse

Letting off these fireworks

Live from the balcony

Staring out at the sea view

Feeling like life thus far has been a preview

Replaying highlights

It’s all in the mix now

Was looking for a high while tryna hold it down

Feeling like I only waste time when I sit down

Life takes so many turns when it twists round

But how could I not?

How could I stop

When I Sun setting and I’m down to ride off?

(Ride off)

Night is on my mind

On a quest struggling to find the words

I’m juggling with fireworks

Born in a pool of blood, slumped inna pile a dirt

Every moment in between see us tryna work

Future looking retro

Sounding like an echo (Echo…)

Jumping in the van with the fam, we said:

Let’s go!

(Let's go)

Sounding like a mixtape intro

—to paradise

Memories flicker in the candlelight

You just stay seeing what I’m seeing

Don’t believe what I believe in

Comprehend

You couldn’t even

So I bid you all good evening

Just stay seeing what I’m seeing

Don’t believe what I believe in

Comprehend

You couldn’t even

So I bid you all good evening