Lyrics:
nicknamed her Missy
She lives alone out in New Orleans, she always tells me she miss me
But such as life, this story's real, it's not a movie by Disney
who kill the environment
I go beyond recycling styrofoam- in my bio-dome
Are naked women, green tea, and books
By authors like Giovanni
And as I
should paint a eye on the front door
I should tell time by the sun more
I want a flaming arrow shot
Into a creeping raft
I'm kidding I just want
RECONNAISSANTE
This ain't no dream
This is me, this is who I am
This is everything bacchanalian Scandinavian by way of America America America America America
""Never let them see you sweat.""
""Take an eye for an eye.""
""Gloat in victory.""
Days become months ... become years
Ceaseless pursuit
Driven by the need
a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When I caught a guy, gave me an awkward eye (What you looking at?)
I strangled
Stacking my chips,
Moving too fast, like what did I miss?
3rd eye shit,
See my iris,
No, not that one cuz it’s too blinding
Don’t like em’ clingy that’s too
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
break
Lights off begin the chase
Mask off they show their face kreatures
Open your eyes
The album is naked but that doesn't mean I’ma open my thighs
so hypnotized by the light I see in your eyes,
There's no more holding back from what we feel tonight.
Oh, when you touch me I feel like my world is
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm
get you a portion
Surrounded by connoisseurs/ of violence and deadly force
More is the word of the millennium
Could this be the galaxy's perineum
Tapped into the circuit like a pylon
Pockets deep money long like a python
Let by gones be by gones
Cos more life means more songs
Means more life uh you
body were intertwine hotter than hell
The next morning, hung-over, he was awaken by the sun
Totally naked, alone, she was gone, on the run
You give me what I need
What I need and more
You give me what I need
What I need and more
I've been searching long
I've been thinking hard
I been
gonna you immortality
Like nah, every time I look at the clock
I can't help but lock eyes
With the grim reaper
At the moment you might keep her
Woke up feeling ratchet
Grab my pants and jacket
Came by on a Tuesday
I just gotta have it
More paper, no plastic
Most people are too fake
Turned
But it's more like Eden
(It's more like Eden)
Before the apple was eaten
Before I knew I was naked
I'm tryna say that it's easy
(Tryna say that it's
the clubs happy, no hatin'
More Henny, more blunts circulatin'
My single in rotation on every radio station
Eyes popped when I drove my
First ride
and Mary
Girl you don't know
What you do to me
(Lord have mercy)
Ain't no doubt about it
When she walk by
Tongues hang out
Eyes pop out the socket
Look who's on the porch
A smiling face, but knives in their heart
I've heard your prayer before
And, by god, may you prosper
May hell-on-earth give
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