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Genesis Owusu

Simmer Down

 

Simmer Down


Fasting, sipping soul alone, a brother well fed
Macaulay when I'm home alone, I'm feeling hell-sent
A wedding ring, a sabre-tooth, a baptised baby
Burn Supreme tee wearers tryna sing old Sade, ah!
Uh, how a young man get so jadey?
Just a product of the genocide and old man Hades, maybe
My tears taste like honey to the man in front the screen
Hear me scream while he boogie to the beat, uh
And that's why my words been ducking
Everything is everything or all means nothing
All the glitter's gold or that ain't real stunting
Either André, ice cold, or you all McLovin
Got scorn on my wrist and a heart like a peach
First man on IG to ever practice what he preach
First kiss was a fist, first love was a leech
See, I cry with no tears and I smile with no teeth, uh

Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down

What you people know about a goon from the city?
Gnashing on the teeth with the glare looking gritty
Seems you only care when he comes with a ditty
Oh, what a pity, oh, what a pity
What you people know about a goon from the city?
Gnashing on the teeth with the glare looking gritty
Seems you only care when he comes with a ditty
Oh, what a pity, oh, what a pity

I was raised on the virtue of many shoulders
Boulders moved just so far out the way for me to walk
Never was a boy for the talk
The mystery child who was born from the stork
I slept on the words of the many
And lived on the teachings of none
I binged and I blinged and I hung
Unhinged little thing from the sun
I sinned and I swinged and singed and I sung
I never asked God for forgiveness
'Cause I knew I'd have to do it again
And attended Sunday sessions with pen
Instead, when he pointed his sword and commanded for thee
I sank in the soil, and his legions said

Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer, simmer down

What you people know about a goon from the city?
Gnashing on the teeth with the glare looking gritty
Seems you only care when he comes with a ditty
Oh, what a pity, oh, what a pity
What you people know about a goon from the city?
Gnashing on the teeth with the glare looking gritty
Seems you only care when he comes with a ditty
Oh, what a pity, oh, what a pity

Yeah, feeling, feeling, feeling hell-sent
Brother well fed, feeling, feeling, feeling hell-sent
How a young man get so jadey?
S-s-s-s-soul alone, a brother well fed
F-f-fed, fed, f-f-fed, fed
Soul alone, a brother well fed
(How a young man get so jadey?)
Soul alone, a brother well fed

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