Lyrics:
Yeah, uh
Monsturr flame
With the shimmering skin of a twilight villain, nine-life-living, fang-sharpening guy who's mile-high like a crane
Uh, yeah
really kind of weird and funky
Like klezmer and shit
Well, listen, Joos are playing those goblin chords to scare you away
We can be frightening
in rehab by the way
Oh that's quite a story, she wanted to stab me (with the kitchen knife)
So now i'm fapping alone, the feeling's weird about my cat
stare
No more love, he should be filled with fear
Detached from reality, now don't be scared It's a plot device just like you, my dear
I'ma give him
que ta petite tête est dans mon crâne
Et tout mon décor change
Tu sais les chambres ne sont plus si froide
Et tout mon décor change
Depuis que ta
destroy ya'
Well I fell asleep, then I woke feelin' kinda' queer
Lola looked at me and said ooh you look so weird
She said man, there's really
destroy ya'
Well I fell asleep, then I woke feelin' kinda' queer
Lola looked at me and said ooh you look so weird
She said man, there's really
ignite, MC's reputation, blown out of sight
On the mic device, my crew get nice, shoot dice
Doin callistetics, young diplomatics with automatics
prepare for it
I guess bein' weird's normal
And I don't know what's got a hold of me
Most notably I've been zonin' to Jodeci
I'm totally open,
(dumb it down)
And I'm brainless, which means I'm headless
Like ichabod crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is, which makes me saneless
With no neck left
And I'm brainless which means I'm headless like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplayless sex is, which makes me saneless
With no neck left to hang a chain with
Whoaaa
La zaza qui lui casse le crâne
Les secondes passent comme si c'était quelque chose d'irréel
Zombygirl qui a des anneaux partout dans le corps
(Yeah)
Baby you talk to the pain
Baby you drive me insane
Baby I'm driving a crane
(Huh huh)
You popped a spiff
I popped and leaned
She look at me; switch
that I'm fly like a cranes is
I'm a beast in this bitch ain't no tamin
I tell the lil' hoe ain't no changin'
She wanna fuck, make an arrangement
She
fooled
By the people you swore were telling the truth
Even though they've never done nothing for you
What a weird hill to die on
I like my music without
maybe you've been fooled
By the people you swore were telling the truth
Even though they've never done nothing for you
What a weird hill to die on
I
Niggas got a tracking device on your car
They know where the fuck you
Been goin' all week
You left two birds at your grandma house
There's niggas ready
flyknit kicks aan de voet Zo nice RIP
I be's the nicest Twijfels
Ask wie the king on this mic device is 'T is Crane Pappalites
Drink gin met red Spa bij de
of her friends
She tries to play it off
As if it were pretend
I know this weird feeling
Is it really real
I really couldn't tell
Until I Netflix
a weird rapper, tryna make you cheer, clap
Think, shed a tear, laugh, or elevate your beer glass
Yeah I said it ten years back
You can't see me I'm a needle
It's not an accident
That I've spent too long
Panicking, worrying
Fearing or regretting
Something stupid or weird
That feelings disappeared
All that
pulls out some kind of device and
It begins to play back some weird
Distorted and unintelligible tape thurston:
Yeah, that explains a lot, man!
the one that's indoors
Cranes decorated the sky
There was too much trouble
Now it's only a place in my mind
And there's too much rubble
I got it all here
Said he got that dog in em
Bitch, we send em to the vet
Make sure these niggas know my name
Bitch, I'll kick a nigga no crane
Bitch, I'll-
Bitch,
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