Life Wrote Itself-Chester Watson

[00:00.000] 作词 : Montrell Haymon/Shane Fitzpatrick [00:01.000] 作曲 : Montrell Haymon/Shane Fitzpatrick [00:20.70]Life wrote itself, we helped it. [00:23.54]Chester always movin on some samurai stealth shit [00:26.00]Life wrote itself, we helped it [00:29.33]Life wrote itself [00:31.12]We are just observers in the waves like a pocket of shellfish [00:33.54]Life wrote itself, we just felt it [00:36.95]Life wrote itself, we just felt it [00:40.91]Walking on wet ground at night it’s like space. [00:43.20]So I hit a moonwalk and slide like MJ [00:45.66]Bruh i’m fire like a plate of hibachi on wednesday [00:48.08]A prodigious sensei, is Chester Watson [00:50.54]I chill at the top with a Bic flame ablaze [00:52.75]I stay hazing daily [00:54.00]People want all the secrets but it’s a wave I made [00:56.04]i’m like earthquake [00:57.41]Only 5’9 but i know i done made the earth shake. stupid [01:00.33]You should’ve been worried in the first place. cause now i’m about to lose it [01:03.66]Trippin splitting spliffs i’m at bottom of the prism [01:06.25]The shamans of pyramids, if you listen prolly would hear ‘em [01:08.83]The wisdom godless, it came from the gods and i’m just mirror [01:11.37]A spirit meditating to a sky ridden with aliens [01:13.75]And if God is here is it really a God that’s saving us [01:16.45]Rockets and arms up, a popular art trust [01:18.79]Me, i’m just an agnostic, that is pocketing star dust [01:22.87]Life wrote itself, we helped it. [01:25.16]Chester always movin on some samurai stealth shit. [01:28.04]Life wrote itself, we helped it [01:30.58]Life wrote itself [01:32.33]We are just observers in the waves like a pocket of shellfish [01:35.66]Life wrote itself, we just felt it [01:38.16]Life wrote itself, we just felt it [01:40.83]Life wrote itself, we just felt it [01:42.66]Rest in Peace to Nipsey, reinvesting the wealth [01:44.91]It’s something wavy in the water, on some micro-dose L shit [01:47.41]Mind of a legend, but I’m so psychedelic [01:50.16]Not from this planet got rarity of a relic [01:52.87]From St. Louis to St. Pete [01:55.25]I ain’t you, i ain’t stupid, it ain’t free [01:57.62]No love for it, i ain’t cupid, i ain’t jesus [02:00.25]Stay blowing loud smoke in the faint breeze [02:03.20]I need the “Air Watson” with the Virgil quotes. [02:05.25]I bet not having a vision prolly hurt the most. [02:07.66]And when i’m with the Nü, you know the circle toast [02:10.29]Now i’m fighting off these demons while i’m purging ghosts [02:12.91]Chester, the necromancer, leader of resurgent hope. [02:15.16]Lock us up for petty shit, then say we don’t deserve to vote [02:17.62]All the stereotypes gotta swerve [02:20.12]But if the realest really die then i’mma prolly be the first to go [02:24.25]Life wrote itself, we helped it [02:26.12]Chester always movin on some samurai stealth shit [02:29.79]Life wrote itself, we helped it [02:31.87]Life wrote itself [02:33.12]We are just observers in the waves like a pocket of shellfish [02:36.95]Life wrote itself, we just felt it [02:39.45]Life wrote itself, we just felt it