Flying Lotus – Black Balloons Reprise (Version 2) Lyrics

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[Intro: Mac Miller]
I got this light shinin’ in my—
You can turn that light off
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything is on purpose
Everything is on purpose, on purpose, yeah
Everything is on purpose, yeah
Everything is on purpose, on purpose, yeah
Mmm-hmm
Hell yeah, okay

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
You can bet I never tell a lie in my songs
You fakin’, how the fuck you coming flexin’ with a Scion?
I’m buyin’ anything I put my eyes on
No bygones, no motherfuckin’ bygones
You need to do better, I keep it hot, I choose weather
That’s God level, solid, I’m all metal
You soft Jеllo, I am flyin’ higher than falsetto
What’s on special? Short bus droppеd to the floor bus
Full course, got her pussy wetter than pool shorts
They waitin’, never playin’ like the side of the hoop court
Decided to do more, I’m runnin’ my own shit
I know I look fantastic, I’m so happy you noticed
You should focus on yourself, why your lips so loose?
You talk a lot of shit, but you don’t sip no juice
High on opinions, but you low on funds
Shit, it’s my time and it’s your time of the month
Rhymin’ ain’t really nothin’ but boredom
I just absorb, then I’m on
Gee, I’m exitin’ orbit, but more importantly
I’m gettin’ up every mornin’
Too many squares in your circle
You way too out of proportion, so act accordingly
Normally I’m torn between good and bad
How I’m ’bout to knock ’em down, uppercut, hook or jab
I ain’t seen this much food since back in cookin’ class
Let me see what else inside this goody bag

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
The Big Bang happened when the black balloon ignited
I feel the pain shoulder to shoulder as I was knighted
The night turns to day and my days don’t seem the brightest
It’s like itis, I wanna take a bite out of what life is
If the President fuck around and piss off ISIS
Bury me in blueberry bills, jewels, and ices
Let’s connect from mind to mind
Lies are on the rise, increasin’, bigger size
Hard to victimize when evil’s idolized
Inside my battered mind, I have visions of bein’ broke
A broken man writin’ words of wisdom inside these notes
Shattered and lost, chatterin’ talk, blabberin’ off
Grabbin’ the cross, telling Jesús nothing matters at all, ugh
The black balloon floats, the black balloon flies
The black balloon pops, the black balloon dies
I must be the black balloon and
The children of the world always meets a doomed end
The earth will soon end
We all perish, all parents, all kids, all buried
Cemetery, ceremonious, find me at my loneliest
Life is the ugliest bitch I ever messed with
But she quick to down that nut back like Nesquik
Never try to take my life, you get your chest hit
Countin’ paper with Nyyjerya ’til my flesh split
Uh, uh, uh

[Chorus: Denzel Curry & Flying Lotus]
We all cry
The day the black balloon explode, we all die
Nobody couldn’t handle the truth, we all lie
Then wait to see the real exposed
‘Til then, I kick that funky shit until my casket closed
We all cry (Can you save me, baby?)
The day the black balloon explode, we all die
Nobody couldn’t handle the truth, we all lie
Then wait to see the real exposed (Ooh-ahh)
‘Til then, I kick that funky shit until my casket closed
We all cry

[Outro: Flying Lotus]
Ooh-ahh
Can you save me, baby?
Ooh-ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh
Ooh-ahh, ahh
Can you save me, baby?
Ooh-ahh

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