[Intro: July Quin + Sample]

Woo! Woo
This is (yeah ’93 baby, Quinsum gimme some)
A world (hallelujah, holla back)
Premiere (one time for the drop)
“—Shorty—Shorty—“
“—Yella—Yella—“
“—Soul—Soul—“
“—Like—Like to switch up—Like to switch up”

[Chorus: July Quin]

Heart was in the sky now I’m crashing
Call up my demons say I’m fast in fall
Hell is right below me in my path and
Everything about it feels so natural
Night feel like light when it flash me
Right by my side like a fashion
So it seem bright when they pass me
Or when I pull up, pull up, pull up

[Verse 1: July Quin]

My, my, my virtue fell and I rose by sin
Somehow I knew I’d get it all the way in
Either by hook or crook
I seal but wield my insecurities well
It’s a jutsu, spell, tell me how do I look
I’m trying to recapture the feeling of Dilla, bridging the wizard kid
Five pillars, we cap peelers but middle fingers flip
Krillin shit, I’m solar flaring but polar bearing, cold
Bold enough to know I’d never feel a ceiling grip
Now some niggas have to sell a brick, I just wanna celebrate
Freedom is Pinocchio, the world can play ventriloquist
Thriller like some zipper shit, BDSM
We be the FM, the frequency, they keep us convinced
That we the foolish group who grew ungrateful for the usual
Lab rats to ‘em running circles like some hula hoops
Trust me it behooves you, kill off the narrative
See, life’s a marriage and it’s off by the funeral

[Chorus: July Quin]

Heart was in the sky now I’m crashing
Call up my demons say I’m fast in fall
Hell is right below me in my path and
Everything about it feels so natural
Night feel like light when it flash me
Right by my side like a fashion
So it seem bright when they pass me
Or when I pull up, pull up, pull up

[Verse 2: July Quin]

Death is relentless, killed all my friendships
Confess this best as I can attest
It’s complex but selective, could you detect this
Perplexed state of mind I inflect with
I sense my words don’t have will
Pockets don’t hold bills
Life don’t know thrill, I wanna kill it off
Cause in a world that was built to steer you off direction
We don’t know chill we don’t Netflix, yeah
So fuck a cold winter this a Dopinder
Death cab for a cutie and she so precious
I’ma make a killing, yeah I’ma go get it
I know you heard things but you gon’ know different
And if I’m owed money for some old business
It’ gon’ come back double just like some old feelings
I’m politicking with the relics in the heavens above
They told me grip up on the elements and empty the slug

[Outro: July Quin]

La luz existe en la oscuridad por aquí
El rey de la noche es liberara
Un trono hecho especial, solo para el
Él vendrá vivo por la noche, por la noche