Romantic Language
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Inspired by the language of love, and a girl from the desert who taught me how to dry my eyes.
Lyrics and vocals by Dylan Owen
Produced by naebird
Electric guitar by naebird
Background vocals by Astraia
Mixed by Jeremie Inhaber
Mastered by Héctor Vega at Bespoke Sonics
Bespoke Sonics Assistant Engineer Isaiah Chamberlain
Bespoke Sonics Studio Personnel Dasha Sands
Mixtape Cover Photo by Thomas Ford Flynn
Mixtape Cover Artwork by Dylan Owen
Lyrics
Oh
Only love will take you higher
Lay your head down
Oh
Only love will take you higher
Lay your head down
Back when all I wanted
Was to rap on good soul beats
I used to think when I’d grow up
I’d be home free
I can’t lie sometimes
I miss the old me
Smoking blunts on the porch
And spitting dope frees
And if the beat was addictive
I’d go OD
So let me go OD
DO
Dylan Owen feel pain no limits
Real name no gimmicks
Living life where
Angels go missing
At their strange cold shivering heights
Still spitting despite
Still not too cool to rip on a mic
Cyclops perspective
My vision is bright
Weapon X with the claws
I swing and I slice
I’ve seen the gates of heaven
And the the walls of hell
I’ve seen the Golden Gate Bridge
And stood there by myself
Contemplating everything
But in time, time would tell
No one but you can find yourself
So go find yourself
Drake had a 40
Em had a Dre
Guru had a Preemo
Hov had a Ye
So when I feel alone
And I don’t know what to say
I remember my friends have my back
Okay?
Nah I’mma wrap it up quick
Just enjoy
Me and naebird are like
The new Nas and Hit-Boy
My girl and me are like the new
Eva Mendes and Ryan
Watch me go sling shots at Goliath
So if this is the last song I make in my life
I swear to God I guarantee
That every cadence is right
And every single syncopated syllable
I drop has landed
I’m from the sticks
I don’t know shit about olive branches
But when my man Ceschi
Asked me tour with him
I saw the country differently
I’m not bored with it
I just needed more living
More fists full of more splinters
I could count the people that I love
On his four fingers
Drake had a 40
Em had a Dre
Guru had a Preemo
Hov had a Ye
So when I feel alone
And I don’t know what to say
I remember my crew’s got my back
Okay?
I had to move
I had to make a change
If I didn’t I would have stayed trapped
In that vacant place
All you need are orange nikes
A boombox and a cartridge
When you’ve done seven years
In a shoebox apartment
Now I dream of a life
That I never planned to
That we could share the span of
At a house in Montana
And I’ll learn to speak Spanish
And quote it at the banquet
Just to say I love you in a more romantic language
Oh
Only love will take you higher
So lay your head down
Oh
Only love will take you higher
So lay your head down
Oh
Only love will take you higher
So lay your head down
Oh
Only love will take you higher
So lay your head down
Oh
Only love will take you higher
So lay your head down
Oh
Only love will take you higher
So lay your head down
