Self Doubt歌词由Melvyn&Morty Zz&JAX演唱,出自专辑《Self Doubt》,下面是《Self Doubt》完整版歌词!
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Our worries
Leave our bodies
Fears subside
And spirit set free
We take our troubled
Souls and realign
Just who we can be
Our past defines us
To a certain point
But that doesn't mean
That its controls
On your persona
We're intelligent beings
Although sometimes
We need that guidance
To refrain us from stray-
Ing far away from our ambitions
Sometimes if you just pray
Stars align up in your vision
It's a beautiful sight
And I'm committing
To this mission
Now things start to go right
Just don't get over complacent
Humble pie and some cream
For all you know
This something might not be
Just quite what it seems
Things can change up in an instant
So go do what you need
Your self doubts the biggest killer
Of your hopes and your dreams
But just don't overthink it
Ravings where we come to release
And if you're wanting shows
I'm thinking north, south
West to the east
We hold the crazy
In forever fighting
Taming the beast
But see we're here right now
So we just rave to the beat
I need a drink
Go chops like sahara
Drought in the mouth
Bro pass me a lager
Cig on the pout
And I'm going all out
It's morty on beat
And melvyn the barrer
Man're so lovely
Sweet talk
Charmer
Slay an mc
Yo he might capyara
Chatting them weird
Nonsensical
Mashed up brain farts
Out loud
Followed by laughter
Ha ha nah nah I'm not mental
Part caucasian
Part oriental
Gather the troops up
Show time
Went all in
On morty's new instrumental
Drum and bass era
Mc essential
Inside rave up
Non-judgemental
Get up on the dancefloor
Keep shakkin out
Stop moving ya chin bro
I come riding through
With that jax
That morty tune
Man it slaps
Yeah we're here
For a good time
Not a long time
So pick up your
Feet and skank
Yeah it's morty here
With that jax
Bro we got melvyn here
With that cracked flow
I ain't wasting time
With no whack show
While we're blazing up
On fat back rolls
Loving the drums
I'm loving the bass
We're hitting your soul
Like a kick in the face
Lyrical sprinter
Winning the race
Be hitting the nos
When I pick up the pace
Morty's here
And you best believe it
I need that bass
So desperately this
Wave that I'm on
Got me feeling sea sick
The bass coming hot
I might have to wheel it