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Bells Lyrics by JRROBS

untitled (Christmas Mixtape) EP

2017

{Intro}
Ring it
Ring it
Ring it in
Ring it, yeah
Stars be twinkling
Ya

{Chorus}
It’s that time like, whatchu wanna do?
Skate on the ice, water so blue
Freeze it in time, put a frame on it, ooh
Pull up to the block, everybody, (hoot hoot)
Church bells ringing, children singing
Holiday choir, that jazz, we all bringing
What we got to the table, unite, unite
Far cry from the struggles, starry nights

{Verse 1}
Those chilly, chilly vibes, get me warm inside
To the groove I go moving, been immortalized
It’s cold, get the cocoa, take my hand, go in slo-mo
As the snowflakes fall from the sky, we in a trance, hypnotized
By magic that rains down from heaven from the stars
Starry night, light that spark, get’s me mesmerized
By the beauty of the trees, the vibe of city life
Walking down the streets, feeling super warm inside
This feeling I have, I know it’s coming
Start humming the carols and it turns into something
No time to be cold or be icy, don’t grumble
Pray to our Lord Jesus Christ, let’s be humble
This time of the year is no time for mumble rap
Fumbling lines in your mouth like it’s football
Carrying our burdens, three plates on the side of the dumbbell
Cuddle, getting cozy by the fire with your loved ones, (yeah)

{Chorus}
It’s that time like, whatchu wanna do?
Skate on the ice, water so blue
Freeze it in time, put a frame on it, ooh
Pull up to the block, everybody, (hoot hoot)
Church bells ringing, children singing
Holiday choir, that jazz, we all bringing
What we got to the table, unite, unite
Far cry from the struggles, starry nights
Yeah, yeah, yeah

{Verse 2}
Gazing at the stars, contemplating our dreams
Seems so so far fetched, been chasing with steam
Running low on the gas, I need to breathe
I’m home, home sweet home, familiar streets
Going down Pine Street, roasting some nuts
Go to his hut, little hideout, not much that I have
But that’s okay, it don’t matter, aye, that’s okay
That’s okay
Got enough brainpower to get through this pain
Together we say that no matter what gets in the way
Or what shame, blame, hate, we’ll be grateful
And thankful for what we have in each other
This year was a miracle, that we’re still here, my brother
So I dedicate every lyrical verse that I spit
To the ones that have fallen through cracks or in pits
Don’t think I don’t give a fuck, I do give a shit, yeah
I really do give a shit, man
I was the one at HOPE Mission playing violin, (my own shit)
Yeah

{Chorus}
It’s that time like, whatchu wanna do?
Skate on the ice, water so blue
Freeze it in time, put a frame on it, ooh
Pull up to the block, everybody, hoot hoot
Church bells ringing, (children) singing
Holiday choir, that (jazz), we all bringing
What we got to the table, unite, unite (night)
Far cry from the struggles, starry nights

{Verse 3}
So big that line of the homeless gathered that Sunday
Some days I would play in the cold ‘til I went numb, aye
I had so much talent and potential and I guess
I just threw it away, yes I didn’t like music then (oh yes)
But you know what, I rediscovered my love for this
Suffering made me into something I knew was above Earth
Chest to chest like two lovers, I’m engaged in this game
Until the day I fall flat on my face, with either shame or fame
Buy a donut a coffee, there’s no more English Toffee
At Tim’s, yeah I’m sorry, I’m pausing to think of
What to say, got no bae, that’s okay, I’ll come out
Of graduation like a typhoon, better not mock me
My man, chillax, have no fear, these attacks
That you hear of shouldn’t divide, only bring us closer
As one we’ll keep composure, Christmas time’s got us devoted
Hanukkah or Kosher, December, November, October
Yeah

{Epilogue Chorus}
It’s that time like, whatchu wanna do?
Skate on the ice, water so blue
Freeze it in time, put a frame on it, ooh
Yeah, I love it, ooh, ooh
Whatchu got to the table
We’re gonna bring whatever the fuck
We wanna say
So happy and gay

{Outro}
This is a freestyle rant
You’re gonna have to decipher my banter
It’ll fucking hit you and smash you like a battering ram
Gett it in your head, I don’t need paparazzi cams
Don’t need this showbiz glam
I’ll fucking bomb you like you’re Vietnam
With the napalm jelly
Yeah, love the gelatin, man
Never forget it, yeah
It’s depressing, yeah
But I’m going to heaven, yeah
Credits

About “Bells” by JRROBS

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"Bells" appears on "untitled (Christmas Mixtape) EP" in 2017.

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