Lyrics:
insomniac
My boys booked by the cops no cardiac
Hit em' up all red no Carti act
Rollin' down the street no Cadillac
I don't preform first I'm the closing act
Fit my one twenties, greet the avenue blue
Corner flyin' it into a forty, twenty
Brothers lay in a bottle, thirty fly right by double time and shit
a foundry
In the ground beneath your feet
Here, I fashioned things of steel
Oil drums and automobiles
Then I kept that furnace fed
With the fossils
goats for queens (uh huh)
You know black don't crack, I still look in my teens (I do)
Hold up, my glow up, my bronzer, my shape (my shape)
He love me,
impurities
Are you sure of me?
Reassure me o Lord
Of what I must do
I'm in queue
Hear my echo
Check yo fellow's flow
I spew the truth, let it grow
By way
the Minister an innovator
Take a sphere and a mic and I'll step later
Under lamps of the Serch, cold
Shootin' lava in the soul in the hole
never went in for afterglow
Or candlelight on the mistletoe
But now when you turn the lamp down low
I'm beginning to see the light
Used to ramble
never went in for afterglow
Or candlelight on the mistletoe
But now when you turn the lamp down low
I'm beginning to see the light
Used to ramble
never went in for afterglow
Or candlelight on the mistletoe
But now when you turn the lamp down low
I'm beginning to see the light
Used to ramble
never went in for afterglow
Or candlelight on the mistletoe
But now when you turn the lamp down low
I'm beginning to see the light
Used to ramble
never went in for afterglow
Or candlelight on the mistletoe
But now when you turn the lamp down low
I'm beginning to see the light
Used to ramble
company
He made drillin' bits for the oil rigs and made a truck-load of money
Hired all my uncles and the good ol' boys from back in his rough neck days
Til
all about men in the ladies' room
Unless it's by executive order
It's all about babies and bathrooms to me
Save your liberal jive about the greater
you never look my way, Hey!
I'm licking down you darlin'
In every single way, Hey!
Your funny flow is foreign
And a green card's on the way!
better... by degrees
My friend said I should let it go
She said you're in the wrong
But even so, every thought of you was a painful body-blow
But I'm getting
and they redo the bathroom for us and if they're union they'll be out of here by four o'clock. Yeah my uncle Tony got me in the fucking union. Yeah, your
I'm fishtailin' leavin' Javier's, I should've chauffeured
Choppin' it up with Bryan 'bout real-estate by the ocean
A seamoss juice, my bitch brought
the bug and by the bug I mean the liquor I drink
And granny told me that the foot work was deep in our genes
So imma work
When I touch down in Mexico my
jungle
I'll take you in my cavern
All around candles and violin
Deep in my dungeon a lava lamp
Glowing colors red and violet
One night on an islands
Torch
Blow Gabriel blow!
Go on and blow, Gabriel, blow!
I've been a sinner, I've been a scamp,
But now I'm willin' to trim my lamp1
So blow, Gabriel,
Oh no, the scaly slime!
I am running out of time!
Oh, what can you do?
My hands are covered in ocean goo!
Dead fish, dead fish, dead fish, dead fish
matter where we go
Sunshine, rain, or snow
Tough times, but we know
You're mine, and I am yours
No Monday is mundane with you by my side babe
This is what
My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin
like you want to baby
Doing good by my lonesome baby
At night won’t you hold me baby
In the morning make love to me crazy
But I won’t let you be my
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