• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Cycle - Pastels
• Cycle - The Color Red
• Cycle - Color Red
• Cycle - Trigger Point
• Cycle - Flashlight Brown
• Cycle - Schoolboy Q

Sticky melons juices flow
cycle paths broken glass
where did all our summers go?
boarded-up bars
dull neon stars
a logging lorry lost its way
guided by your sweet allure
tender tasting wanting more
only me that knows your there
don't sit in that empty chair
where do melted icebergs go?
barbon-dating beating time
electric cars
clashes on Mars
charm me with your hostess calm
lonely ripples wash the shore
lazy on the beat and sigh
promises on tips of tongues
make a place that no one knows
trickle sands between our toe
unlearn what we think we know
shield your eyes
wishful sighs

See I'm tired
Turn the lights down low in mind
Too much of anything is never enough
I've been searching
I've been waiting so hard
But you're not there you're gone
It's not enough here
I'm lieing
I'm inside this waiting hole
Too much of anything is never enough
Cycle
We can find a common ground to walk on
While the air is clean enough for us to breathe
Give into the night an everlasting recovery
I thank you for the time with me
Take it away

See I'm tired
Turn the lights down low in mind
Too much of anything is never enough
I've been searching
I've been waiting so hard
But you're not there you're gone
It's not enough here
I'm lieing
I'm inside this waiting hole
Too much of anything is never enough
Cycle
We can find a common ground to walk on
While the air is clean enough for us to breathe
Give into the night an everlasting recovery
I thank you for the time with me

A shining ember cuts through the darkness - It's where my heart is - Its where all my fear can be found - Just like ashes in the strongest
wind - Something controls everything I have to give - And it's coming around again - The cycle it waits for you - It's coming around again - Cycle
cycle cycle its inside of my head - Torn by choices and led by passion - My soul's assassin - Will never let me get very far - The priceless penance
for what I've done hear - Is a cycle of fear - And it will never stop - And it's coming around again - The cycle it waits for you - It's coming around
again - Cycle cycle cycle its inside of my head

Left it in the road with a bottle and a toad
and i wrapped it 30 times in a steal chain, baby
My bike is gone
Left it in the street with a bottle at your feet
and a laser beam alarm but someone must have swiped it
My bike is gone
Just picked it up from the local bike shop
After 3 long years of saving up, baby
My bike is gone
Forced myself to walk to the local cop shop
where i relayed them my story and they kindly disregarded me
My bike is gone
Anger made me woozy so i went and bought an uzi
and i marched around the town trying to be a vigilante
My bike is gone

Only 12 and a half and already ducking them jabs
Fight back, just hoping that he last
He on his ass
Huffing and puffing
Getting tagged
See what this nigga feel
Would only make them niggas laugh
He felt the discomfort
And trust him right away
Saw the devil in they eyes
His homie looking straight
But something was different in him
Not the same from yesterday
Shit his whole demeanor changed
Even his smile was strange
His childhood never came
But dude was always gutter
He got it from his brother
From his brother from his brother
Brought pain onto his mother
Once was elementary homies
But now we attack each other
Threw on his hood and then he fired
Spirit of up out of reach
The young niggas swallowing yeast
Trapped in the belly of the beast
I know niggas that kill niggas
That kill niggas that kill niggas
That kill niggas, the cycle continues
The cycle continues
His homies was his motive
His momma never noticed
Too busy paying bills
Trying to provide a meal
and steal
Her child live for a thrill
Fulfill his niggas wishes
No more hugs and kisses
No more 'how you been'
He with them other men
So his cousin and him pretend
Imitating if they was him
Got the pistol on him
Loaded unloaded off and jam
Feels like niggas on him
Heck-Blam-Blam to him
Kill or be killed
Let alone all them thugs
Let alone all them drugs
Treat is kinda like a bud
Lets see how karma does
Lets see how much he loves
Shoot-him-up shoot-him-up
I know niggas that kill niggas
That kill niggas that kill niggas
That kill niggas, the cycle continues
He feel like he the man
His mom said be a man
Love to sag his pants
Him slipping out his chance
Think he at his best he hit the set he making orders
Got them little niggas busting shots and flipping quarters
An ounce a half double up
Even dimes, think with a corrupted mind
Adapted to them crime
Living with regrets in order to survive
Gotta get high clashes with time
Paranoia hard through his body
Trying love for a hobby
You know gangsters come with kids
Teaching them wasn't his
He __ the corner store to go fill up the fridge
Approached by a little nigga
Hoddie over his still
Looking down the barrel
Woke a burner tucked
Aimed at his whig
Let him fire
Then he fire, fire
I know niggas that kill niggas
That kill niggas that kill niggas
That kill niggas, the cycle continues