Lyrics:
fingers playing
Her parlor grand
Please, I wanna be in your band
Oona, I will await destruction
Oona, I will await destruction
My owner, I'm Oona's
I dare you to wager
I'm sleeping with a stranger once again
So subtle the start, in the guarding of closets
With parlor tricks grand, we're becoming
like awkward teens
But I learned a parlor trick, from my late grand dad
It wasn't tried or true. But it was all I had
It was all I had, Ya It was all I
the kitchen screen
We both acted shy, like awkward teens
But I learned a parlor trick from my late grand dad
It wasn't tried or true, but it was all, it was
the magic that you're used to
I float a rose, hands free, like it's Bluetooth
My grand illusions make your parlor tricks irrelevant
The foot of Lady Liberty
Father has a business strictly second hand
Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand
Stuff in our apartment came from father's store
Even clothes
and Parrish, Makin Dollars
with the rap scholars keep the show packed like funeral parlors
Deadly, murderous I know you heard of us
Holdin s*** down
Making Dollars
With the rap scholars keep the show packed like funeral parlors
Deadly, murderous I know you heard of us
Holding shit down on the block,
scientists
Slingin' cracks in the beauty parlor
Dressed my bat in all Louis shit, drinkin' Carlo
Rossi Lou Rossis is adamant, grabbin' Wallo's
Took
the show packed like funeral parlors
Deadly, murderous I know you heard of us
Holding shit down on the block, nobody servin' us, yeah son
The E Double
gon' lay a couple grand on ya
So fresh and so clean, she know the routine
It's such a wonderful thing, money flow like ravines
They say "Kuniva, get
delight.
I want to call and love you tonight.
(light voice)
In the parlor?
(deep voice)
No.
(light voice)
In a hammock?
(deep voice)
No.
(light voice)
I can't see
No more bad dreams
Keep having one took a Toyota Camry
To the grand prix
Like there must have been a mistake
And when I win, I wake
trick pony and the parlor
Isn't big enough for the both of us
'Til death do we rock?
We're so full of shit
'Til death do we rock?
You keep buying it
Father has a business, strictly second-hand
Everything from toothpicks to a baby grand
Stuff in our apartment came from father's store
Even
in this terrible way
I was a gentle master
I gave you the finest of things
A grand furnished townhouse on Royal Street
And the status that a placage
Grand awakenings today, horizon is exquisite
Aura's lucent emanating, vibrance so prolific
Shorties out on Huffys, grin with Faygo stained teeth
there will Be no recourse
Hell's not eternal and I'm Not going there so I'm a King
I'll have many parlors
I'm a blue collared man and I don't have a tan.
is still a work day
Turned a twenty to two grand on my first day uhn
Niggas hating bitches thirsty
Niggas leeches bitches thoties that's the worst
Moving forward to no grand prize
When will we all see
Through this fake reality
How many times
How many lies
How many time
How many lies
Michael David
Moving forward to no grand prize
When will we all see
Through this fake reality
How many times
How many lies
How many time
How many lies
Michael David
Pow spell
Speak you parler,
in this my mother's
parlor, wash your
undershoes when you
come in, say thanks
to foggy moon
Grand mother Wadsworth was in the parlor
I remember coats tears in the hall
I was to young to understand it
But i remember flowers remember it all
Tears
out
Will you hold on to what has been started
It can't repair or maintain itself
Will you trade all that's worth your survival
For parlor tricks
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