Lyrics:
[Bridge]
Symptoms can be highly variable
Depending on where the coup and countercoup are
cthletes who carry E4 variant of cPOE gene
Might be more likely
with no symptoms
Girl ya body sweet like tom tom
Girlie come come
Shake ya bom bom like Steflon Don from London
Wanna make you a queen inna mi kingdom
really been keeping you up
All the symptoms they got you confused
Can't you see that it’s all turning blue
You never get to take in the view, take in
roots
Through the power in my suit
I'm at the moment where the
Metroid won't let me get to
I'm not falling victim
I've got mild symptoms best you
Keep
own
All came out as sinner men
We found the truth in the bin
The beat said nothing, but the life said sin
The symptoms came early and they drowned from
forget the symptoms of my pain has me so blinded that I don't even know where to start
How do I introduce myself
To people who can't comprehend change
to me
Just gotta get you
Out of my system
If I pissed in a cup, I
Wouldn't come up clean
Took dose of you by eye
Symptom: butterflies
Everytime you speak
that what you wanted
Is that all you wanted from me
I'm not sleeping much these days
Thoughts of you keep me awake
I've got symptoms of being in love
So
I'd like to know which one
Is this a symptom of
Being the unlucky one?
I've changed my name
Trying to be someone
So when you say there's a god against
Ring ring Bro jump my yard with an Ounce
Like an addict I've got withdrawal symptoms
I feel like shit
I feel like I'm Homer Simpson's
But Imma ace life
fight no more
I'm loosing the game
All this bullshit get me insane
Comfort oh i see the symptoms about getting me down,
Oye kotimo ko so holiday
Disgrace
It's 11:11, I look up to heaven
My palms is itching
I'm wishing for millions
I know I'm gone get it
I just wanna feel it
like Corona symptoms
I just
You're smashed
You're trashed
Voided into the depths of oblivion
Avoided like symptoms of a plague of shit
Smashed as fruit into this pulp of death
Trashed
Killing me slowly
But I'm not the victim
I've been wondering if all of the symptoms
Make me blameless
I shouldn't have to hear what I've done wrong
Symptoms of man plague honor
There's violence all around me
Mayhem and hatred present
A burning coldness where the blood met cement
On our knees we crawl
Relieve symptoms in
I'm mental visioning
Nutmeg cinnamon
Real rap slap make a come back
Like Bennigans
I can use Mind to reflect
Which
Makes it a weapon
Took me long enough
to realize but I know what it is
because
Thoughts of you are blurring my vision Must
be real cause I got the symptoms Hey hey
I feel
tripping from withdrawal
Kinda distant and bizarre
Psychosis was the closest symptom you could draw from it
Never ever did absolve from it or resolve from it
like a mental symptom
Shooting fireworks through my nervous system
Drowning out the pain with a dance at cost
That she led
Talking out of turn in
Response
Covid response
Fifty percent show no signs
Show no signs
Fifty percent show no symptoms
No symptoms
Fifty percent show no signs
Fifty percent show
don’t know that I exist
But I just want your viral load
Asymptomatic lover
I know you love me
Asymptomatic lover
But you’ll never show your symptoms to me
rulers, idols, and enemies
Are only the symptoms of our disease
Entitled to my fantasy and fetishized greed
Oh narcissist's brutality, please make us great
the symptoms of the pain
But you're the key, and you're the cage
The operator
And your worst cell mate
And I'm not a fan
Of the voice that says things
That it
I pour a four in my soda pop
Just in case young nigga start feeling symptoms nigga
He hit my man up so I hit his man up
A nigga had to split
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