Lyrics:
Yea Working on the low I swear I had to grind up Been them niggas for so long I gave them a reminder Money in my vision swear I got a viewfinder
self-reminder I'm looking through a new viewfinder I let go of the things that held me back I want you to do the same, can you please remember that This song is
on a different day and a different time, fall in place and fall in line When you want one, it's how I feel, The Viewfinder, it's how I view I'm on the sunny side
On your knees and up again Chew your nails and then pretend Your viewfinder will find her A private eye in your room It happened on an afternoon
Viewfinder's getting clearer Drowning in the puss That fills up my guts A sick and awful man The world can't fucking stand Broken synapse Causing relapse If
(what!) she want to pay me, (what!) She shake a breasts like a AB You are in retro i'm in futur Call me sniper come on baby I catch you on my viewfinder, (I
So serene beneath these cold structures of crystalline freeze image adjusting as the viewfinder switch between even as they collate each and every
the time I cycle through all the views, I can't find her I'm the viewfinder Trail of tears where I lay Set to rinse and decay I confess what I say isn't real
length like a boy bassy E Honda Or Dhalsim, I'm flossin', I'm drippin', two commas Trying to find the real nothing in my viewfinder Here you find 'em
Maryland, tags on it, heroine, bags on it Hermes, throw pillows, Missoni couch and it clash on it Take a look in my viewfinder and see seven figures and two
birds-eye, Viewfinder third eye High-definition, high-resolution words fly Riots for celebrating the game Then live via satellite Laker parades Danger in
All this body gets in the way (it's so far away) A reminder, a viewfinder for you Poor old mr. faust, he had to sign in blood Surrounded by
Yeah check it out) Pretty girls are all around I'm looking up and down 'Til my viewfinder finds you in the sand (oh yeah) Zoom in 'til you
the skies in your Viewfinder again The sounds that made me feel at home, what happened to them? Guess all good things must came to an end Back at Midnight
Another blurry render in my viewfinder A new kind of bird who's ever out of reach for a wildlifer Armed with a camera I quickly snipe Creatures
the viewfinder Capture the life that's stranger than the torn-aparts Left with a wall of (un)friendly reminders You make a world of difference Restless picture in
how? Distant lens, metal eye, got me trapped now Sharp focus face Animated disgrace Frame-by-frame haste Through the camera obscura Viewfinder race
still my future was the brightest Put my life in that viewfinder changed what I ain't like about me I ran low on clovers outta luck Chicks thought I was
Where she like it when I bleed sometimes, yeah (Yeah) Lookin' down like are these those lines? Yeah (Yup) Spent some time in a viewfinder (And posted)
is real hiphop through the viewfinder It's live ain't no need timer We do it for the love and we do it from the respect 만약 가짜라면 You'd better run 너에겐
of the viewfinder I'm left with a stark reminder Of what could be, of what I am What I've left behind, how it all began And the focus shifts to the background No
At the curtain about to be called Constant viewfinder seating Life already lived being told Past hand up, nothing present Deja vu braided tape, tape
looking through viewfinders As we eclipse like The son and moon Too bright for your eyes And without the light We'd join her too Bow legg-ed We were
when I caught you, babe, in my view-finder With your school books open, all your hair draped over your right shoulder Overlooking the sculpture garden
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