Palm Readers

[Intro: Solemn Brigham]
Never liked my appeal
Stick to the drill, kick your stone uphill
I'll sleep when I feel, write that down in my

[Verse 1: Solemn Brigham]
Quarter past twelve, still not phased
Quota met gas, straight octane
From the old ways, learned some new things
Gotta give thanks for the scrapes off the loose change
Just to dig crates for the brakes, tryna move thangs
Something we can lace and not get yanked by the shoe strangs
Shoulda been more patient, bit the plate, got a loose fang
Still they know I'm capable, mistakes I might have made a few, that's way before the mood change
Life on betterment, there's no telling it, made through my revenant
Gave to my brethren, father dropped hella jewels
Said that I look better rich and now I got that fever pitch
In room, I'm the elephant

[Chorus: Solemn Brigham]
You can read my palms for the evidence
All my days are long, counting scars like a veteran
Up until the dawn, from the dawn and I'm settling
Bard in the residence, bars for the medicine, far from the elements
Not the one to meddle with, don't know where my era is
Even on the edge, I never slip
And I stay up on this shift, put some etches on the checklist
Bacon for the breakfast, praying for the restless

[Bridge: Sample]
You come with me
Okay, okay, I'll come with you
It ain't far

[Verse 2: Solemn Brigham]
Quarter past eight, still got my head on straight
Because my walls don't talk and my alarm don't shake
I evolved in the dark, turned my home to a base
Kept the ball in my park, watched it all fall in place
When it all falls apart, I keep it moving like a freight
Got no problem staying wake, I got so much left at stake
I just got up from the rubble, never crumble under weight
I just beat another struggle, put the supper on a plate
Nothing could unread the eyes, tried to hide but the shine
You made it just in time, I've been putting overtime
At night I come alive, nothing you could undermine
Need you to pick a side, got that from my mother's side
Catch me staying up at night, never flip that open sign
Never pick another sky, just the way I hold ties
Always chasing old highs, catch me in that coal mine
They be sleep with both eyes but I never close mine

[Chorus: Solemn Brigham]
You can read my palms for the evidence
All my days are long, counting scars like a veteran
Up until the dawn, from the dawn and I'm settling
Bard in the residence, bars for the medicine, far from the elements
Not the one to meddle with, don't know where my era is
Even on the edge, I never slip
And I stay up on this shift, put some etches on the checklist
Bacon for the breakfast, praying for the restless

[Post-Chorus: Solemn Brigham]
We need to redirect it
Or find a new directive (yeah)
It ain't in the objective, doin' objective shit

[Outro: Samples]
I want you to meet a new guy what's gonna with us, this is uh
There's no runaways here, man, why don't you run away?
Can I, can I, can I—?