Argument (Atmospheric Phonk Pop-Rock Mix)

[Intro — Sparse Southern Boom-Bap] [Muted piano] [Dry kick] [Low 808] [Light vinyl crackle] [Spoken] Man… Here we go again. [Verse 1 — Rap] You always got somethin’ that you need to say Turn a simple conversation into yesterday Bringin’ up the same shit in a different way Then wonder why I don’t got nothin’ left to say You read too deep into every little thing Turn a quiet room into a telephone ring Every little silence gotta mean somethin’ Every look I give somehow becomes a fucking scene I ain’t tryna fight I ain’t tryna prove I don’t need another night Spent explaining what I do You want an answer I give you one Then you find another question Before I’m even done So what we do? Go round again Same conversation Different day Same argument Different ending Neither one of us walks away [Chorus 1 — Hypnotic] Argument— Argument— We keep going round and round Argument— Argument— Never say what we really want Argument— Argument— You pull close, I pull away Argument— Here we go again [Verse 2 — Freestyle / Loose] If you gonna keep runnin’ ya mouth Better do it on ya knees, while ya givin’ me head Words ain’t the only thing you gonna be chokin’ on now Actions are louder than whatever ya just said Argument— Argument— Argument— Lil’ mama, your phone the only one with messages “sent” Don’t act confused now, ’cause I know what ya meant Runnin’ ya mouth faster than my car And my meat pitchin’ a tent Argument— Argument— Argument— You say you don’t want me Then why you keep comin’ back? Say you want your freedom Then why you keep closin’ the gap? Tell me what you really want Instead of tellin’ me what I lack We both know what’s underneath So why we keep fightin’ that? [Chorus 2 — More Exposed] Argument— We say we’re done Argument— Then here you come Argument— You say don’t touch Argument— Then get too close Argument— We know what’s up Argument— But won’t say much Argument— [Bridge — Chopped & Screwed] Argument… Argument… Argument… [Beat nearly disappears] Every word… Every look… Every time… You pull me close… Then push me away… Argument… [Final Chorus — Full Production] Argument— We say we’re done Argument— Then here you come Argument— You say don’t touch Argument— Then get too close Argument— We know what’s up Argument— But won’t say much Argument— And that’s the problem. [Outro — Fading] [Muted piano returns] [Phone vibration] [Silence] [Rapper, spoken / annoyed] …You still coming? [Beat fades completely]