Lyrics:
I would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea
Far from the rose and the lily, and fret of the flames would we be
And the flame
it
Came up bad only Top ramen we gettin
Was up in the trenches get the bag that's the mission
I made my first rackz just by sittin in a kitchen
Fronted
And these niggas can't drive, make 'em bap at the junction
Only got one bitch stop making assumptions
Broke her heart on Halloween, she through the 'hood
that cat
She hold me down I can’t run to no hag
A Bentley, Mercedes I park in the back
Bought a big crib but it only hold two
Invested my riches I
they using
I think this shit is crazy
How I turned my life to music
I Had to plan it out
Step by step I got the blueprint
My sisters came around just in
faces looking back
An enemy I can't attack
I'm held hostage by these eyes
Familiar faces I deny
One face regret, the other pain
Two eyes in my past stare
gobbling the last fruit
Its tongue working like an engine
A lone sweet drop tumbling by some miracle
Into my mouth like the smell of someone I've loved
move onto the next
That's why ion settle down I just use her for the neck
Only key I put in holes is my dick
Car push start
N***** ain't really on shit
iont settle down I just use her for the neck
Only key I put ion holes is my dick
Car push start
Niggas aint really on shit its all a fitted cap
By
line
I never fuck with drugs, I only drink for the buzz
I can handle my liquor, and my daddy is a judge
And he looks out for me
But what about
Rich kids hanging out on the roof
Smashing pumpkins, grinding up the booth
Cheesin' my only silver tooth
Your too holy, you wouldn't handle the truth
to reverse the outcome
I'm like, cluck
I'm not a biter
I'm a writer
For myself and others
I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only biggin' up my brother
Biggin' up
to reverse the outcome
I'm like, cluck
I'm not a biter
I'm a writer
For myself and others
I say a B.I.G. verse I'm only biggin' up my brother
Biggin' up
them in 2k getting so impatient
Only if I just had some radiation
I'd be flying with my girl all across the nation
But hella traffic by the dome so I
get together, feel awesome
Moose skin draped on my corpse in the coffin
As he played Jay-Z, my gospel
And all the Smashing Pumpkins
Was bumpin' with
the Sox, the Blackhawks and the Bulls
I couldn't give a shit about the (Smashing) Pumpkins, Slint or Wilco
Learn to make a pizza you fucking jack-offs
around
That sense of tranquility adventures to be found
My favorite time of year coziness and pumpkin warmth
Standing by the nice warm fire walking in
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Its me, the brand new intelligent black woman why-O-why-O
Which is Yo-Yo, but I'm not to be played
Like I was made by matell
But this Yo-Yo is made
Living in the fast lane
Gotta get the cash man
Straight to the dome with these poems
I be smashing
Like pumpkins
Stay focused
Trying to make it major
Don't say you get money boy, you been broke
Did you dash up in my circle you can roll
Only cash up in my vision in the south
Now I'm smashing
Fly half mast, hey thanks for the stab at
Smashing Pumpkins, flipped Galapagos backwards
Where I'm at not scared of lawsuit actions
I told my mirror
Ground grows hard
Hurts to breathe
Running through graveyards of skeleton trees
Real friends and I
Smashing pumpkins in the street again
Soak up
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