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