Lyrics:
can never make it right
Don't call me up, I won't be at home
Do not write, do not phone
I've had enough, you'll never know
You better pack your things
MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday.
CUSTOMER: Right.
[clop clop]
MORTICIAN: Who's that then?
CUSTOMER: I don't know.
MORTICIAN: Must be a king.
Oh-ooh-oh, caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar, yuh
Boy I know that you need that choco-chip
I got extra taco but you better bring that macho grip
Got the registered God Particle on my hip
Ready to have some hickory smoked opp
Wiped the nut on my AMIRI jeans and got right back to fucking work
(With who?)
The girl next door, ya know?
Man, I don't know what to do
(Say it wasn't you)
Alright
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
(With who?)
The girl next door, ya know?
Man, I don't know what to do
(Say it wasn't you)
Alright
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
(With who?)
The girl next door, ya know?
Man, I don't know what to do
(Say it wasn't you)
Alright
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
end the top
Just like it says
It reflects your conscious
Look at the hues
Of your special thought
Just right
Ineffable
Never wanted more than the tune
Meth, not the type for doin' the pipe
But the type when you feel it you know I'm doing it right
You know I spit it but hate to love to admit it
They
the right decision, cause this life move really fast
Better watch the ones you trustin' before they put you in a grass
Walkin' in my shoes, there's some
handed me the recipe
To the emotions that ended your life recklessly
I'm a whole different person (same me)
Just an upgraded version (aiming)
At these
window
And I know that I gotta leave, but I got
Nowhere to go
Well all these particles they float around my room
Seem to pass right through my hand
Yet
lot of Basquiats on virtual plots
Gas fees can make a N***a wanna scream
But still better than paying old regime fees
Know what I mean when I say DYOR
The girl next door, ya know? Man
I don't know what to do! Say it wasn't you
Alright
Honey came in and she caught me red handed
Creepin' with the girl next
the truth
Oh, if you ask me if I got you, you know what the answer is
You know it girl
Girl you damn right, damn right, damn right, damn right
You've
with the mic arm
My right arm
I spit explosions like a pipe bomb
You haters better let bygones be bygones
I'll choke n you n to death like a python
Don't
no Secret
You know you not a Right Guard
You don't come for the Queen
Your bars is never right god
You under the wing so if we ever go arms
It's
so you know you better plate up
Headshot
Killing everybody tryna stand in my way
Stay in ya lane
Ain't the one you wanna fuck with today
I ain't
that I am no human but a God of some
Sort i know that everything
Will fall right into my laps
One day i'm just writing
This book because I feel like I
and mother
Aye Shoutouts to the ones i caught with second handed lovers
Its Because of you i work so hard to be better than others
I need it i need it i need
the window
Act like that guy, you not him
Stop it boy that wasn't bought, its a rental
Up, that choppa right at your mental
Run, you better run 'fore we get
of the rear
Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heels
Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
But I'ma lock it
revolution
Evolution, the better humans
God particles, spirit molecules
Science turned, so what? These already knew
Hieroglyphics, ancient temples
Know
and prove my heart right
Cause my brain keeps saying run as fast as you can
My body craves the feeling of you touching my skin
I wrap my arms round your neck
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