Beauty

[Verse 1]
Yeah, he feels the sunshine, he feels the heat
Don’t know where thugs ride or where they be
Walk through that city, he feel the beams
Moonlight or streetlights, airy breeze
Who likes to street fight and bare they teeth
Lose like he’s free, might reuse that ‘nique
Can he sit like knee height, and use that thinker
Then he’ll realize, he might be deeper, as human

[Chorus: Phixel]
Just hide it in the sky, It’s not your fault
(It's not your fault)
And if we wanna fly, wе'll never fall
(We'll nеver fall)
I’m sorry you just can’t see past all these bruises on your knees
I wish you could see the beauty, feel this sunshine, feel this heat

[Verse 2]
Little boy, no guidance, all he knows is how to scream and riot
Douse lean and try it, pound weed and fry it
Sound clean with mic punchlines, like prom nights and coke violence
Old timing broke boy with dope rhyming, and no choice
He’s at his breaking point, but won’t blow like skillet simmering
He’s so low but he’s still in, killing it, flows cold as a chilly fishing trip
He heard a voice one day deep in his sleep
There was two, one said that the future’s keeping him clean
The other told him he won’t be in bed sleeping to read
A devil sat on his left, an angel float on the right
He felt lifted but weighed himself down like broken a kite
His friends laugh, his family’s torn, soaking in ichor
Like Nas’ “Take It In Blood”, he made it like that, an Igor

[Chorus: Phixel]
Just hide it in the sky, It’s not your fault
(It's not your fault)
And if we wanna fly, we'll never fall
(We'll never fall)
I’m sorry you just can’t see past all these bruises on your knees
I wish you could see the beauty, feel this sunshine, feel this heat

[Chorus: Cersia]
Just hide it in the sky, It’s not your fault
And if we wanna fly, we'll never fall
I’m sorry you just can’t see past all these bruises on your knees
I wish you could see the beauty, feel this sunshine, feel this heat

[Verse 3]
Chilling on the gate of heaven, break the bread and let the sun set and
Weather man telling me the deck wetting whether clouds gloom or I shed a reservoir
Metaphors couldn’t house truths even if you’re building with a deck of cards
Said a bar he did, now you falling under, couldn’t piece the checkerboard
Now what if I said it raw? Kid feeling like he’s never wrong
In assuming he gon’ let it all crumble, in his room, noose tied from the attic balk
Forever love never comes, not a touch of reverence, not at all
Just a bunch of better funds in his wallet, etcetera, etcetera
God is great, he plead as his hands arch like he’s on the seabed
Please let the boy run and keep head up like he’s on a weed episode
Needa let him grow past all the negativity, if he’s ever known to
Keep peddling, let him know the better energy, he’s gonna reap what he sows
Reap what he sows, yeah he’s gonna reap what he sows
Keep a hundred goals, sleep knowing in the morning you gon’ wanna keep wanting those
Yeah he’s gonna reap what he sows, reap what he sows
Keep a hundred goals, sleep knowing in the morning you gon’ wanna keep wanting those