F.i.l.o.

F.i.l.o. (Live) - OMA

Lyrics by：Jun Yamada dba Jun Seba/Shingo Annen

Composed by：Jun Yamada dba Jun Seba/Shingo Annen

Produced by：OMA

Let's go

Lord if they only knew them nights it took

Burnt candles by the dozen to ignite the soul fire

Sheer energy to release to melt the heart

Mind starved voice craved onto wax

And still get taxed

Unrest unless undressed to the core

Ever so slowly wash away old skin like springs of sulfur

So far so good what's life got to offer?

You stay curiously analyze the facts

Who's there to encourage give a pat on their back

How come society wanna grow and ignore

Small dreams big team now every work is a chore

I adore each step hop-skip a cadence

Travel this thing in the age of decadence

Do this in reverence to the older veterans

Stripes on their chest plus a chip on their shoulder

Street soldiers cut without severance

But keep hustling anyways for the L or the F of it

Effervescent light guide the way

Fear no evil once lost now found

Like the last man down in the towering inferno of Babylon

First in last out

Come on

Come on

Come on

Come on

Yeah

Thirstin' first drop just wet my appetite

But couldn't satisfy my craving for beats

Wrapped tight Christmas gift

This night is an eve for a generation to uplift

Live life like a testimony

Simple rhymes in difficult times

Help a friend through a lonely tunnel

And the end every maze is a funnel

Into a wine bottle with a cork inside it

A message so mid-boggling a puzzle

Amazed at the grace having reached their goal

Knock twice on the gate have 'em plead your soul

True knowledge of the self shine brighter than all

For one part getting polished you better the whole

The sum of the characters carry over your role

24-karat gold each day is a jewel

Case closed when the end credits roll

Self-representative and elected

Yes I give and get give back to the constituents

Sit you in a chair break down the affairs

There's nothing fashionable about arriving

Late in the game and acting OG

'Cause you can't pay dues with credit or cash

Quicktime soft players streaming all the Flash

So I'm sticking copper pins into media outlets

Then I hop up in the black van and then I'm out

Let's get wit the program

Drop the Dow Jonesing down