Lyrics:
You come to me with your bleeding heart
And a dream juxtaposed against your fear, and self-loathing
Self-hating, your self-depreciating
Strip me
And walk though the shadowed towns
Head up hammers down
They try to strip us of our self worth but still pride's here
We been set up for failure since we
good, boy
Yes sir, yes sir.
I will rape your personality
Pummel you with my own philosophy
Strip you of your self-integrity
To make you all a bit
good, boy
Yes sir, yes sir.
I will rape your personality
Pummel you with my own philosophy
Strip you of your self-integrity
To make you all a bit
self-worth
Strip down
Show it off
Give it all you got
Keep covered
That's cute
You just do you
Oh, mother Mary
In all your grace
The world is scary
Girls get
a rush
Asking too much
Sharing a glare
Of disrepair
Corporal form
Warm and disarmed
Beneath the waves
Stricken with thirst
Strip the self from head to toe
good, boy
Yes sir, yes sir.
I will rape your personality
Pummel you with my own philosophy
Strip you of your self-integrity
To make you all a bit
good, boy
Yes sir, yes sir.
I will rape your personality
Pummel you with my own philosophy
Strip you of your self-integrity
To make you all
of the essence
(All is cycles, alternating)
Rounding off the edges to
Harmonize the space between
(Dream or demon? Dream or demon?)
Skin the strata of the self
No regard for natural rights
Only goal is self interest
Strip livestock with no remorse
Since the birth they were
Destined to be slaughtered
Or kiss and tell
Yeah, I need you to my lonely self
So strip now
Put it on me girl, put it on me girl
Bang it. Ya banging me
In between the sheets cause
was almost persuaded
To strip my self of my pride
Almost persuaded
To push my conscience aside
We danced and she whispered, ?I need you
Take me away
we break
Fuck her when we make up
I shoot to no bullets left
I do spends all by my self
I got strips up in my city like im a fucking ref
Bitch im not
my wave sucka ass nigga get yo self a durag
Blue strips all up in my pocket call that shit a blue bag
Try to strip me boy you can't even guess where I
eyes, and self realize
Billboards, parking lots, strip malls, T.V.
Get a car, go to college, job, house, family
It's all been done before, they'll do it
out of the bastard
Strip ya self new first so you don't get blood on ya new shirt
And cut the fuckin' corpse up like a butcher to meat kid
And put
break the mold
And reach inside the beauty to caress your soul and then
Oh Rose once upon a future there could be a time to let go of your self defenses
a life I learned
For one I wouldn't waste
The rumble strip is self-righteous
It nags me not to go (Don't go)
Hazard signs or landmines
That forgot when
Dimensions fold and lean in your synergy
And quanta capture the link to eternity
And in our self constructed reality we unfold
Brain and heart contorted
Soul
you that I'm a mess.
What sort of mess I mean is self destructive gasoline...
The kind that strips you of your best.
While I play instead...
The way
But the first chance I could
I was doing me
My wicked flesh no that's my wicked self and my desires
Come strip the flesh from off me as I stay up in
Huncho
Quavo
Yo yo
You know, I've been taking some time
And I've been keeping to myself (self)
I had my eyes up on the prize
Ain't watching
Huncho
Quavo
Yo yo
You know, I've been taking some time
And I've been keeping to myself (self)
I had my eyes up on the prize
Ain't watching
out of the bastard
Strip ya self new first so you don't get blood on ya new shirt
And cut the fuckin' corpse up like a butcher to meat kid
And put
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