Текст песни: playing the long game + перевод

Waking on a may be cloudy, may be rain

Playing at a may be cloudy kind of game

Slip on every step amidst a morning rush

Crashing like a fact and now I’m in its clutch

I’m juking all the baggage

Keep it in a straight line

And when it separated

I can keep it in the right mind

(Just one time)

And then I slip into a feeling

Slip into a feeling, write a little rhyme

Ladies riding refuse like a rooster’s cry

I’m tickled with a gobble, what you gonna do?

Vision like a bubble right in front of you

Even when a noggin is a cup of dread

Used to be a comment, was a temporal thing

And every single good jam dries

Drying on the vine

Like a little sweet thing

Rotting in a can

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