Lyrics: Champ Gnions
Music: Champ Gnions
[Intro]
February 9th, 2019, 2045 hours, middle of some ****ing river
[Verse]
It's cold as **** and it's raining a lot, laying in bed is stuck in my thoughts
But I gotta get this bread off of stealing nature's best mineral drops
Thus I swim deep with my homies down to search more, I'm glad I'm not lonely
Cuz the jokes we throw keep the sanity on me otherwise I might go nuts solely
For the reason my kids forgot my age, I'm never home and never in the same place
This ****ing company keeps on changing lanes thinking they know where the gold stays
Whatever the matter, this cave looks cool, it dives upwards into an air balloon
Me and my three friends is wilding while I reach the station for advice to move
I ain't surprised they told us to keep going as we expected knowing what we risking
Roam around hell's pit with a flashlight and a gas indicator to keep us breathing
There's some shit but something wrong, these caves are never this long
Neither this lacking of sharp rocks on top, it's what they all have in common
My friends are glad but I'm paranoid, this is nature telling this is not their doing
I'm in fear of finding some ****ing ruins of an old base of submarines or some bullshit
I came across this center, saw a bright light as I enter
Homies afraid they step back, I go ahead, manly manner
Hit up the station bout the light, get closer and heard voices near the source
I yelled "hello" and looked tight into the light as it blown
[Outro]
****! What have I done. Kena?. Bear wake up, who were those four- Kena?! Oh God, oh no no no no, how the f-, how the **** am I supposed to- what the **** am I supposed to do now? KENAI! WAKE UP, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WAKE THE **** UP! I'm ****ed now, the sphere. No, I can't use it, And those people what were they doing here?