Dark Red Room
Dom Peluso the R.A.M
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Chillin with a fuckin panic attack Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Imagine a dark red room Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Rammy If I Gave them an intro, I would feel reintroduced Skipping class, shortie, I was in the stu You got no confidence, I feel it in your handshakes North and York, but park on Kenilworth Legend has it he still treats the roof like porch I light my Bic, then flick, my lawns an ash tray So, here's the process in terms of processors This a de-stresser, to de-esser, repeat for pleasure Simple as is, used to scribble to reset So I'm used to this course of events See I'm the dude who run it They don't have a clue yet like a dang whodunnit On writers block, I've got no right of way Let the bullshit pass Quarantined, but in traffic Not essential Locked into the memos Drafting up the demos Could float to Oak Park on this instrumental And still have ten toes down like stilettos I heal when I'm high That's when I step and it echoes But I don't f*ck with xans, I could get hurt No pills, that's a brand new sweat shirt Rammy Just the leaf, one hitter piece: dec It's a scene/seen, you read me? Black and white, they copy like it's CC They told me keep this shit appropriate, like PG Nerding at the desk with the words, I'm a seat geek You catch the buzz, I got the drive of a DD Noteworthy like mad teachers, see me Up front like a vocalist He practices what he's preaching, the pope ghost wrote for this I'm trying to get it right, for the wrong people noticing You can watch the growth but don't stunt me Some want the clout, and they'll pretend we're buddies I compare to wealthy man pockets, I'm money Dummy falling short, I guess he just want uppies To sit in front seat, screaming "but please", nose all runny You need a table turner, blow a little firmer Watcha wanna order? No, we don't have Gerber My shit heat, even on the back burner Fans flipping like a burger, I feel like a food worker Welcome in, welcome in They're back for the show again, take your seat and lets begin The drama framed comedy: autobiography Proof within discography listened to chronologically When eyes rolled like the snakes on dices Now I live picture perfect with mnemonic vices After all I'm hidden like missing its milk carton-esk But still got trends like a bully, yeah, he start this mess F*ck zero tolerance, old school with the letters Got the punch lines like a hook, four measures Inch for inch I dig within To pen the pinch No different as a kid when I Gave them an intro and I felt reintroduced Skipping class shortie I was in the stu You got no confidence, I feel it in your handshakes North and York, but park on Kenilworth Legend has it he still treats the roof like porch I light my Bic then flick my lawns an ash tray
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Dark Red Room Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 9 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/5570517/Dom+Peluso+the+R.A.M/Dark+Red+Room>.
Discuss the Dark Red Room Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In