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lirik lagu stuart clark - improbable, pt. ii

[verse 1]
yeah yeah
i’m prolly the youngest in the room, unless i’m the oldest
it’s hard to say and hard to know, i’m moving where it ain’t coldest
no, it’s just pretty cold
i wouldn’t say that i’m the boldest, i’m just pretty bold
actually i’m light and condensed
you see i’m white and repressed
i’m tryna write out my stress
i’m tryna tidy my mess
tryna do right with what’s left
had the leave the game, cause i didn’t like it no more
had to leave the states cause the new cycle implored
been lying for a year and a half, but that’s not the point
had to loosen up the pen, had to tighten up the joints
had to take some pressure off my shoulder
but i am not the boulder
let me be clear, i will fight a child
i promise that’s not a threat, i’m just saying
i said that i was going nach deutschland and they thought that i was playing
aber, was soll ich sagen, nah, hier bin ich
and it wasn’t labor or luck, no it was a gift
nah, that might just be semantics, tryna not to be pedantic
put a pause on the romantics, til i figure out my manness
or whatever the plan is, i don’t know
b~tterfly, child, ghost, scarlet and snow
whatever
incredible
[verse 2]
no please don’t flirt with me if you ain’t got any cellulite
won’t try to sell you my life, or sell you my name
honestly i’m disinclined to even tell you my aims
cause it’s almost guaranteed that in the morning they’ll change
so if i said i’m making a game, would that even be true?
should you really trust me as much as i trust you?
i could say anything and you might believe it
i prefer red wine and i’m allergic to tree nuts
i’m not really a scotch guy
i never swung out when i was swinging a drop~nine
only time i’ll drink a mock tail’s in a mock tie
and i get why the nwsl isn’t a top flight
huh, now that’s not gonna age well
brother is busy puttin’ out fires in age h~ll
meine wunderbare schwester might capitalize on the estate sale
but we don’t really know
been learning that’s okay
been learning how to pray
been learning how to rage
been learning how to stop circling the drain all day
been learning how to dodge perfect and just make my way (makin~my~way)
i’m rolling with the punches, i’m tolling dead in the dungeons
i’m taking hold of my functions, i’m breaking molds and some crutches
i’ll make breakfast lunch and supper and then clean it all up
now you say that you love her, do you mean it or what?
[interlude 1]
why is he– why is he recording this?
hey, pass me that
why are you doing this? what is wrong with you?

[verse 3]
yeah i been livin’ laughin’ lurking like a housecat should
yeah i’m a kitten not a flerken, i don’t scratch that good
but i been sharpening my claws, learning where to put my paws
so they don’t hit me with a terry stop or probable cause
cause i’m berry much a bandit, man i thought you already knew
on a whim picked up a camera, then i’m making out the blue
mixed a bit up at the postage, what a god~full~circle moment
that all started with a photo of the water they’d be throwin’
nah it’s crazy when you think about the path that i been walking on
been stayin off the roads so i don’t have have to brawl like bakugon
but the dots connect and the lines have been drawn, and it’s a
constellation of great expectation, like the song (heyo!)
now i was made for greatness and created to accomplish
or that’s what i been thinking the whole tine that i been on this
making music and movies thing, but if i’m being honest
it’s a weight upon my shoulders and i’d like to drop it

[interlude 2]
i need some of y’all to stick around
matter of fact, we got 48 more to give ya
[verse 4]
stuart clark is not your golden child anymore
but i’m still a hero to my hometown, watchu take me for?
i do the same thing every time? man give me two years
then circle back to this one when you realize i’ve got new peers
man that’s a called shot straight to the sky
got my name cloak, the wizard seeker ain’t here to die
so it’s drives me crazy when y’all smile and nod like it’s a pipe dream
“no, trust me, pal; you’re not that guy” pal, i might be
if i start listing my giftings, yeah i would sound like paul
which is why young stubuzz thought that he was dropping the ball
“to whom much is given, kid, so go punch and the wall”
how many seconds of eternity until i evolve?
yeah there’s layers to that one and there’s cloves to me
infinitely~sided diamond that’s as square as could be
yeah i check all the boxes
got the charm cause i pet all the foxes
ever given couldn’t block this
i been loved by all my bosses, yeah
i’m proficient in paylocity and tripleseat
a nonprofit in uptown is saying they missin’ me
did a small stint there didn’t know the objective
but now just call me deviré cause i no longer have a question, no
run me my money if you want all of my time
spent eighty~four days in deutschland learning not and how to die
leavin skin on the floor, working on not being shy
but i’m still making mistakes, like “you don’t roll for scry”, no
eight years of this, no way i’m stopping now
had to ask about my purpose up in heaven’s lost and found
said i’d checked it at the door when i was bunkering down
but now i’m coming back around, yeah i’m coming back in town
darling’s on his way, yeah you know that i’m heavensent
nah i’m still tryna make some sort of sense of my epithets
the pressure’s settling on my shoulders like it’s sediment
so i’m not your golden child, i’m his, and that’s the end of it

[verse 5]
i got
supercorp on my chest, socks dappled with the crest
is that a flex, or just how i’m dressed?
or perhaps is it indicative of something that’s a bit more complex?
nah, take a guess
i’m perplexed by how we’re relegated me and my kind
i’m perplexed by the celebrations deep in my mind
what’s going on up there? what is it that you gotta hide?
if no one knew and no one cared, what is it that you’d wanna try?
a handful of things, after a moment’s hesitation
cause there’s people in my orbit who’d condemn the demonstration
would take my transformation as the proof of christ’s abdication
and i’m not ready for that conversation
don’t you trust god, don’t you love me?
so why’s your first thought to rebuke and not to hug me?
i hope you take some time to pray before you judge me
cause if god made felicia, then i think he made her lovely
yeah
no if god made felicia, then he probably made her lovely
i hope god made felicia
trust me

- lirik lagu stuart clark

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