Terminal Velocity
MuzeONE
GENRE
[Intro]
Terminal velocity the top speed at which an object falls / it started with a beatbox and yes yes y'all / now it's window to the walls honey shake that thing / money make that green no shame / terminal velocity the top speed at which an object falls / it started in the garden now it's messed up y'all / and we're pressed up hard against the fortune and the fame / we plummet to our death with no shame /
[Verse 1: MuzeONE]
Terminal velocity expanding exponentially / burning through philosophy demanding your attention b / words cannot еxpress the rate at which thе globe has dropped / still turning its determined to outlive the moral clock / God is watching with a watchful eye observing as we rot / the earth is in the furnace yet we cling to what is hot / ain't no octagon in sight wonder when it's gonna stop / it's obvious its destination is to drop upon the rock / my hypothesis is that the law of entropy is valid in morality / the value of integrity has plummeted dramatically / it saddens me we would rather pat the back of rappers who / clap their gats and sip their brew then heed to those who spit the truth / and write what's right / righteous by his trifle life? / this world is hype on pipes and ice / they like it like a like kid likes to lie tonight? / blinded by a shining light / Christ the nicest sacrifice / it's foolishness to men whose eyes that's heightened by the pride of life /
[Verse 2: AckDavis]
You said is muze they're shady in their thinking and their set of views / their racing in ... down a path straight to destruction / .. it's horrible / carnal folks who treat sin like carnivals / they eat it up like carnivores / and more they trust in horoscopes it's hard for most to fathom / that God's supposed to blast them into particles / but Christ has soaked the wrath up and then pardoned them / but instead their righteous walk's embarrassing / their talk is arrogant / about as awkward as a parable that's taught in Arabic / they hold to articles and facts / that can't be backed like reverse your tracks / move forward to the opposite of that / blast the godlessness of rap and rap consciousness is five percent attached / in shackles and bound thinking God is Asiatic / when God created Adam He tailored to human fabric / we fail cause it's in our pattern / collection of our DNA it's etched in / we're fallen / and man is still moving in that direction /
[Verse 3: MuzeONE]
I attempt to settle beef with a heavenly remedy / like the revalries of the rebels / be set at peace to ease their mental / see if sin is leprosy then we have left the pieces of our being decomposing in the streets like leaves in winter breezes / this ain't easy but it's simple so a simpleton with minimal minerals in his temporal lobe can catch a scope of sin that grows in intervals / interscope promotes this sin with viscious flows / pretty bros in videos with sisters clothed in little clothes / so call me a hater cause I'm hating the heavy rotations of these radio stations playing platefuls of tenmptation / yet we eat it up and we discuss what's hot or not / while God's disgusted with our haughty talk I think He's seen enough / the streets will beat you up the suburbs will deceive you into thinking that your sin is less that's just cause no one sees you / but God ain't mocked He'll render all accounts paid / you either covered in His blood or bathing in a raging flame /
Terminal velocity the top speed at which an object falls / it started with a beatbox and yes yes y'all / now it's window to the walls honey shake that thing / money make that green no shame / terminal velocity the top speed at which an object falls / it started in the garden now it's messed up y'all / and we're pressed up hard against the fortune and the fame / we plummet to our death with no shame /
[Verse 1: MuzeONE]
Terminal velocity expanding exponentially / burning through philosophy demanding your attention b / words cannot еxpress the rate at which thе globe has dropped / still turning its determined to outlive the moral clock / God is watching with a watchful eye observing as we rot / the earth is in the furnace yet we cling to what is hot / ain't no octagon in sight wonder when it's gonna stop / it's obvious its destination is to drop upon the rock / my hypothesis is that the law of entropy is valid in morality / the value of integrity has plummeted dramatically / it saddens me we would rather pat the back of rappers who / clap their gats and sip their brew then heed to those who spit the truth / and write what's right / righteous by his trifle life? / this world is hype on pipes and ice / they like it like a like kid likes to lie tonight? / blinded by a shining light / Christ the nicest sacrifice / it's foolishness to men whose eyes that's heightened by the pride of life /
[Verse 2: AckDavis]
You said is muze they're shady in their thinking and their set of views / their racing in ... down a path straight to destruction / .. it's horrible / carnal folks who treat sin like carnivals / they eat it up like carnivores / and more they trust in horoscopes it's hard for most to fathom / that God's supposed to blast them into particles / but Christ has soaked the wrath up and then pardoned them / but instead their righteous walk's embarrassing / their talk is arrogant / about as awkward as a parable that's taught in Arabic / they hold to articles and facts / that can't be backed like reverse your tracks / move forward to the opposite of that / blast the godlessness of rap and rap consciousness is five percent attached / in shackles and bound thinking God is Asiatic / when God created Adam He tailored to human fabric / we fail cause it's in our pattern / collection of our DNA it's etched in / we're fallen / and man is still moving in that direction /
[Verse 3: MuzeONE]
I attempt to settle beef with a heavenly remedy / like the revalries of the rebels / be set at peace to ease their mental / see if sin is leprosy then we have left the pieces of our being decomposing in the streets like leaves in winter breezes / this ain't easy but it's simple so a simpleton with minimal minerals in his temporal lobe can catch a scope of sin that grows in intervals / interscope promotes this sin with viscious flows / pretty bros in videos with sisters clothed in little clothes / so call me a hater cause I'm hating the heavy rotations of these radio stations playing platefuls of tenmptation / yet we eat it up and we discuss what's hot or not / while God's disgusted with our haughty talk I think He's seen enough / the streets will beat you up the suburbs will deceive you into thinking that your sin is less that's just cause no one sees you / but God ain't mocked He'll render all accounts paid / you either covered in His blood or bathing in a raging flame /
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