Nephilim Takes Flight Lyrics

Spitting seven-six-two's, I'm Dragunov

Turn your insides to Beef Straganoff

Russian manufactured guns that's what they pass me off

With this immaculate pen, took less than nine months for this conception again

This tale had it's genesis in severing man from sin

Might take me several years to make amends with him

I feel me falling like a Nephilim, on my back it's wings with no clear span like I never knew the full extent of my flight plan

Hoping for love on the land of sin

Thug love, gangsta love, you gotta find it within

Club soda and Cranberry, I mix it with the Gin

Voicing my sober thoughts on who might be pulling strings and playing them like violins

Instrumentals played in the rain and uncoincidentally on a whim

You in that jam, you take that elbow to the chin

God forbid, don't drown in your sorrows if you're breastroking in the liquor storage bin

Weed smoke caught in the forest wind

Calm drip like a Saks Fifth mannequin

Y'all niggas window shopping the cheapest shit that I can get

Hope for love

I'm hoping for a longer flight, how I stay fly since a kid when I was yay high

Like I smoked a whole trey five

I reside in cloud nine

Man I stay high

Finna take flight

Take flight

Yo

There is no calamity greater than lavish desires

There is no greater guilt than discontentment

And there is no greater disaster than greed