Touché
🎵 1762 characters
⏱️ 2:45 duration
🆔 ID: 28462360
📜 Lyrics
Through all the bars were my scars and mementos
Was heavy young man, for every one friend had ten foes
It been woes, that’s how the trend goes, never would have been chose
Through the sifter couldn’t picture me getting in if I ain’t impose
Bred in the height of Maya, ready to light a fire, when them froze
When my heart is best tries for all his highs as their been lows
My hurtful eyes seen all when virtue dies and sin grows
Tried to learn hate sooner, but a late bloomer, wasn’t primrose
Tired of black kids bending over backwards living in limbos
Got a lot of layers, that’s how I made it through winter in them thin clothes
Never would have made it to June
Never would have made it to June
If waited to hear you May
Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
Hard boil the deep hate as a keepsake
Hope the bandage last from the damaged past I can’t reshape
Was just saving the push, kick, flip, wasn’t a cheapskate
All sassiest things after the king trying to seek mate
For Pete’s sake I can’t wait till our kids’ kids have kids to be great
Preferred early birds, didn’t want to hear them whirly words, she late
Another mouth to feed, anything out the house we need we take
The pain made K became grade A from all the years they B rate
Around here was crooked looking, never thought I’d see straight
Where if black threatened in the back with a weapon, we wait
Life might have been calm if moms gave me every key trait
Or promised this (?)bust a nickel-plated three-eight
Never would have made it to June
Never would have made it to June
If waited to hear you May
Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
Was heavy young man, for every one friend had ten foes
It been woes, that’s how the trend goes, never would have been chose
Through the sifter couldn’t picture me getting in if I ain’t impose
Bred in the height of Maya, ready to light a fire, when them froze
When my heart is best tries for all his highs as their been lows
My hurtful eyes seen all when virtue dies and sin grows
Tried to learn hate sooner, but a late bloomer, wasn’t primrose
Tired of black kids bending over backwards living in limbos
Got a lot of layers, that’s how I made it through winter in them thin clothes
Never would have made it to June
Never would have made it to June
If waited to hear you May
Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
Hard boil the deep hate as a keepsake
Hope the bandage last from the damaged past I can’t reshape
Was just saving the push, kick, flip, wasn’t a cheapskate
All sassiest things after the king trying to seek mate
For Pete’s sake I can’t wait till our kids’ kids have kids to be great
Preferred early birds, didn’t want to hear them whirly words, she late
Another mouth to feed, anything out the house we need we take
The pain made K became grade A from all the years they B rate
Around here was crooked looking, never thought I’d see straight
Where if black threatened in the back with a weapon, we wait
Life might have been calm if moms gave me every key trait
Or promised this (?)bust a nickel-plated three-eight
Never would have made it to June
Never would have made it to June
If waited to hear you May
Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.06] Through all the bars were my scars and mementos
[00:21.14] Was heavy young man, for every one friend had ten foes
[00:24.98] It been woes, that’s how the trend goes, never would have been chose
[00:28.55] Through the sifter couldn’t picture me getting in if I ain’t impose
[00:32.42] Bred in the height of Maya, ready to light a fire, when them froze
[00:35.75] When my heart is best tries for all his highs as their been lows
[00:39.35] My hurtful eyes seen all when virtue dies and sin grows
[00:42.94] Tried to learn hate sooner, but a late bloomer, wasn’t primrose
[00:46.78] Tired of black kids bending over backwards living in limbos
[00:50.18] Got a lot of layers, that’s how I made it through winter in them thin clothes
[00:54.32] Never would have made it to June
[01:01.25] Never would have made it to June
[01:02.94] If waited to hear you May
[01:04.81] Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
[01:08.59] En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
[01:16.17] Hard boil the deep hate as a keepsake
[01:19.37] Hope the bandage last from the damaged past I can’t reshape
[01:23.17] Was just saving the push, kick, flip, wasn’t a cheapskate
[01:26.65] All sassiest things after the king trying to seek mate
[01:30.44] For Pete’s sake I can’t wait till our kids’ kids have kids to be great
[01:34.05] Preferred early birds, didn’t want to hear them whirly words, she late
[01:37.61] Another mouth to feed, anything out the house we need we take
[01:41.16] The pain made K became grade A from all the years they B rate
[01:44.96] Around here was crooked looking, never thought I’d see straight
[01:48.50] Where if black threatened in the back with a weapon, we wait
[01:52.25] Life might have been calm if moms gave me every key trait
[01:55.67] Or promised this (?)bust a nickel-plated three-eight
[02:00.38] Never would have made it to June
[02:06.72] Never would have made it to June
[02:08.32] If waited to hear you May
[02:10.28] Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
[02:14.08] En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
[02:29.87]
[00:21.14] Was heavy young man, for every one friend had ten foes
[00:24.98] It been woes, that’s how the trend goes, never would have been chose
[00:28.55] Through the sifter couldn’t picture me getting in if I ain’t impose
[00:32.42] Bred in the height of Maya, ready to light a fire, when them froze
[00:35.75] When my heart is best tries for all his highs as their been lows
[00:39.35] My hurtful eyes seen all when virtue dies and sin grows
[00:42.94] Tried to learn hate sooner, but a late bloomer, wasn’t primrose
[00:46.78] Tired of black kids bending over backwards living in limbos
[00:50.18] Got a lot of layers, that’s how I made it through winter in them thin clothes
[00:54.32] Never would have made it to June
[01:01.25] Never would have made it to June
[01:02.94] If waited to hear you May
[01:04.81] Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
[01:08.59] En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
[01:16.17] Hard boil the deep hate as a keepsake
[01:19.37] Hope the bandage last from the damaged past I can’t reshape
[01:23.17] Was just saving the push, kick, flip, wasn’t a cheapskate
[01:26.65] All sassiest things after the king trying to seek mate
[01:30.44] For Pete’s sake I can’t wait till our kids’ kids have kids to be great
[01:34.05] Preferred early birds, didn’t want to hear them whirly words, she late
[01:37.61] Another mouth to feed, anything out the house we need we take
[01:41.16] The pain made K became grade A from all the years they B rate
[01:44.96] Around here was crooked looking, never thought I’d see straight
[01:48.50] Where if black threatened in the back with a weapon, we wait
[01:52.25] Life might have been calm if moms gave me every key trait
[01:55.67] Or promised this (?)bust a nickel-plated three-eight
[02:00.38] Never would have made it to June
[02:06.72] Never would have made it to June
[02:08.32] If waited to hear you May
[02:10.28] Receive flowers at night I know evil powers plot the bouquet
[02:14.08] En Garde, if ain’t on guard, get Touché
[02:29.87]