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lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't

till the Rainman reigns in
Blessings from the sky like Icarus wings
Neither Icarus or Lazarus, I'm
In between, well rounded like Michelin
Man, I'm

(Icarus)
(Give me that shit, quit playin', ho)

Going through a thang but I gotta snap back
Give it all to God, it's the pistol, put the crack

the song plays out on repeat. Opening her eyes, the melody is no surprise
Long studio days, big stage at night is what my dreams are all made of
Can you see

I ain't your regular rapper who
Just be talking shit
Listen to it a lil' closer
Hear the gospel in it
How I maneuver through the
Studio is hallelujah

(Chorus)

 

 

I know we make it look easy

But we're really at work

Long hours studio

Play the shows till it hurts

Back and forth on the plane

Icarus
I do the shit you ain't never done
How you gon claim that you better uh
I am a beast I'm a predator
You know I murder and kill and et cetera

I

days will be synonyms For later nights and
I would've turned the studio into my bedroom One too many times yeah
And I'd guess I'd be happy
But sadly it's

Let's go then

These days I just hop in the studio
I slay every song i record tho
I'm too cool I don't care I just go
Icarus but you can't melt my

he shit at spittin'
But he thinks he's sick
'Cause every single Sidemen say so
Icarus, idiot, can't understand the
Idioms, I ink at him
Sucks more than

an angels lookin out from the sky
A hundred percent truth
When I wasn't a liar
I hit the studio and recorded through the wire
My video inspired niggas
Finally

calibrate both my wings, uh-huh
I'm Icarus, how I'm into this
But never melt under pressure
By the ounce, how you measure
While we go with a tonne, son
Eating

Uh, uh, uh, uh
What the fuck are we gonna do
Focus on y'all hits, now we gon' focus on tools
Lowkey how we gone move

Fly too high, Icarus fate, shot