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lirik lagu stormitive – better than that / redundant skin

[chorus]
i’m feeling like i’m better than that, i’m feeling like i’m better than that (yo!)
i’m feeling like i’m better than that, i’m feeling like i’m better than that (hey!)
i’m feeling like i’m better than that, i’m feeling like i’m better than that (uh!)
i’m feeling like i’m better than that, i’m feeling like i’m better than that (ahhhh!)

[verse 1]
i’ve been feeling way better since i shed off yesterday
peppermints and peppers no longer make me hesitate
holding in my feelings and my fears felt like a trap
couldn’t really feel myself, what was up with that?
some minds like bad cycles, mine
was away but it’s back for now
if i held an eighth, it might’ve helped an ounce
let’s wait and see what my plans amount to
call myself a loser really knowing i’m a winner, i be
sounding like an expert though i’m sort of a beginner
to this rapping thing but i’ve been life-long learning happily
people truly see my swag and tell me i need to keep it
that’s irl, not on skype or the email
i’m old school, so i don’t gloss over details
uplifted much, not grounded like a g snail
gary boi the very coy, this spongebob beat wails

[verse 2]
feelin like a, feelin like a, feelin like a deviant
all these little words, every one really seems meant
who is that boi? just rambling and b-mbling
off that rocker, lookin smooth like a roller
rolling and running, not focusing on strollers
stormitive the good girl, you really don’t know her
free from the barriers society placed here
feminine man, no restrictions, let it stay clear
all the little bittie socialites just want to weigh beer
drink it for the taste cuz it’s oh, so great dear
supposedly, supposed to be
but i don’t buy alc on the grocery
but i’m off-white now with the tan-lines
take your sh-t outside, that’s a land mine
put a lot of pressure on myself so i can grind
i’m just selective as f-ck with my d-mn time

[verse 1]
what’s within it, this redundant skin that’s my organ
some cells be messing up, i guess they have a shortage
i wanna dress up as cell, the perfect form, b-tch
it’s only right that i would do that, of course it is
i’m just dreaming of the green cuz i’m oh so red
it’s always resting in my face, so i absorb it
i just be blushing over loving portions of this rift
that i see as funny but you just ignoring bliss
bliss, bliss, begin to be missing me
maybe i need some time to pine misery
maybe i need some time to rewrite history
maybe i need some time to f-cking clean up
my complex, my conscious, my profits, my prophesies
my complexion, my direction, my eye contact directions
my interest in contemplating, of what form is affection?
i don’t long to be too interesting to too many of em

[verse 2]
if my will to smile would recede completely
and it only blessed my face when need be
would the inability to genuinely be glad
be everyone’s knowledge of me, all they have?
wrestle, wrestle, wrestle, wrestle
i’m causing a huge mess so my fears don’t nestle
for reasons unknown, in many natural states
inspiration and hope escape from their gates
so that makes me, what, an eternal gate-keeper
chasing feelings i love, the kinder and sweeter
trying to brashly hold them in, deeper and deeper?
to forfeit the flight, to give all hope away
to n-body, leading my gates to dismay
maybe instead of gates to hold bliss in
i’ll just lose the fleeting, the present, i’ll win
and to shed all this redundant skin (and shed all this redundant skin…)
people think i’m timid with it, but i’ve been proud!
this sh-t is really forming and beginning now
if you listen and ignore it, it’s on you to be missing out
d-mn, this f-cking skin’s loud!

- lirik lagu stormitive

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