Kylee Kyle - Summerland II lyrics

[Verse #1 - Intride] One more time here I go again Steppin' outta the booth to breathe To see the world and inhale the oxygen The apocalypse has been my seed Clash of worlds, clash of eyes This what meditation sounds like How my soul sounds like Sometimes it harmed like how a hound bite I think it sound right but it sounds left out Peep the howl drive like how a car test now I been a foul child, laugh but now cry, rap like Pharcyde sh** stink like a fart blast now I been as the hardest now I been from afar best now I been at the pinnacle, eatin' from all the menus, hittin' you like a senzu, not hindu but I'm a lord, step out The melodies been heavenly, I'm showin' you all my sk** I can roast yo' a** quicker then a barbecue grill I'm apart of you, a part of you, harder to k** Harvesting the hardest, been to Harvard, too ill 3 eyes but 44.'s got my back safe quick Step into yo do' if you don't actually say sh** Lil' b**h, I'm tick to the tock, tock, hop, hip hip, drop, top, cop, slip to the-to the beat now What the f** are you doing Don't be sittin' there wastin' time Or in the future you'll be ruined So get up off yo a** and grind I been doing this, I been doing this Ask ya granny, I been doing this Ain't got time fo' no foolishness I'm maxin', relaxin' on my Summerland [Verse #2 - Kylee Kyle] For the record, this the revelation, for this life is just the test of ages I hope you make it to your destination, these days is hard and patient, they high and low with ancient Fossil faces face it holes in hand gods palms are breaking Black out with my fist high No drive when I got by But I got mines She fine and she got minds No will, Retire, Park drive, those pills we higher, archive, trapped in my thoughts are far cries Never knew parkour but i do free run Let a n***a become i in my own eyes, now I could release em, peel off in a Nissan I'm chunking the peace sign To y'all, if you disease son, and you need reliving, the broad has her eyes on you, yeah, the broad of horizon view, yeah, the dawn of her rising new, as the sun sets, it's dusk to dust But I'm cool, from i to you Remember them late nights? Date nights with vampires, my empire Was hot as hell my writer was on fire, my lowest low was yo highest My spec of dust was yo giant My trap life was no Pyrex, but it was a sick bed with pigs flying. Now I see, I can be free, this Summerland is never landing, Green and high as Peter P, me, we...