Easy Fears

[Verse 1: Jesse James Solomun] When the meaning disappears Just drop something easy on the ears... What's realer than your tears? What's realer then the feelings You don't really want to share? Pretty sure, they don't really want to hear Breathing the beat I ain't eager to speak Fuck a diva What I'm dealing with's deep You feel the need to appeal to the G's I'm out, yeah I keep it real for the street And when I'm feeling the breeze Keep my hoodie on Fur Gucci woolly on Bumping young Marv What you know about my woolly dons[?] Don't take my kindness for weakness Ride with the deepest Stay fly off the cheese ting Busy getting by Chilling of a life You can't argue with death So why not die feeling easy? You can't argue with death So why not die feeling easy? You can't argue with death So why not die feeling easy? [Verse 2: Crave Moore] The heartless ones used to care a lot I mean we all did at one stage Until one day Reality hit like a tonne of bricks Take me back to the fun days Lazy Sundays Uhh understand I'd do anything I ain't no pessimist Just very sick of life's surprises I just want a cold drink And a nice horizon Define being indecisive I just don't make decisions Until I like it Perfectionist Conscious quality over everything Peddling that relevance Intelligently Some say I'm a pessimist They sense I'm kinda negative about a lot I let the world screw me with no roophies I'll submit Trying to influence art with no substance Niggers need substance Marijuana, Molly, Merry, Jay Too many names they can't function