Lyrics:
that's gentle
Two hoes shit that's a menagetrois
Got that tongue on mt thing they goin' la la la
I ain't trick no bread only dimes when I had 'em
I
short, fast, powerful attack - I'm a blitzkrieg
Three headed dragon with wings, I breathe fireballs
Black scales, platinum tongue, and gold eyeballs
I'm
down, you're safe tonight
I bite my tongue and dry my tears
You know the day is done, but not the years
Twenty Six lives,
Will flowers ever grow
tongue
Can't kiss the girls
Can't fuck the young ones
I have it out
I have it out
With myself
With myself I have it out
And what about you?
Some days I bite my tongue right off
This rage is all I know
Saves me from being alone
I am an animal wounded by life
You want me to calm down
from the back of your tongue
Make your light go dark, if I try (?)
Look at this real bad, make a bitch feel sad
And the car I'm with, it make a bitch
the strength within your eyes
But I know you've got death upon your lips
Feel the venom from our tongues
It's sick
I, the demon
I will show you how
to me.”
I guess I’ll bite my tongue, stop mumbling “I’m sorry…”
I watched her paint our city streets, lonely and spreading disease.
oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
I see what you see
Seeing what I see
'Cause our eyes just keep meeting
Lip locked on locked lips
Tongue tied just like this
Take your broken promises
Take your fractured lies
Put them in the same place your courage went to die
Weakened by your tongue
I've never felt so
Why does it feel like I've been here before
So close to the edge of a realization
It's on the tip of my tongue but I can't get it out
No I can't
and speak, 'bout it
You know your draws whole heap
When me touch your right place, inna tongues you a speak
Sit down pon buddy, baby
Sit down pon cocky,
tongues
The glowing eyes that burn like embers, fall painful on the skin
Seething with hatred, and writhing in pain, they cast a ghastly grin
Yet
on my tongue
Sick little burn
Haven't got hurt
Soiling a number with top on he turn
We're drawing our patterns in chains
And slicing
dancing in the freak show
Walk along the trail of bitter words from my tongue
I hate that I can hate so well
Now I'm in a bout of seeing through
they spoke in native tongues, would we even understand
Would our new native warriors, then turn the gun on them?
And if our, ancestors came back,
To come and go
Your eyes can't lie to me
Betray the truth beneath them please
Open up wide no tongue no teeth
Dont speak dont need to
I know you
I see
up on your tongue
Better run 'til I get up in your lungs, here I come
You're the one that'll get a nigga sprung
If you're done with the thumb motion
like, "um boo let me borrow your tongue"
Styrofoam matching the Yves Saint Laurent
Got a short temper but my paper long
Take her home, take her phone,
mama's tongue:
You a desp'rate woman, need a man with a gun.
High crime zone in the city of lights.
Baby, please!
Can't take it anymore.
Baby, please!
exactly are we going to do?
Your tongue is wet with a top secret passion
I hope I am the cause of it
I'll navigate this unsturdy vessel filled with
floor
Man I hate this so I just can't shake it
This is not something I could call my manager for
Fluid in my lungs
Spots on my goddamn tongue
And I
from Eden
Confounding of tongues in a world full of lies
Why can't we open our eyes?
You think you see the world I'll tell you nothing's how it seems
ride those highs and lows all flesh and bone
The sun will set and we'll all start dreaming
Hopes of the promise that I held on my tongue
Lost along
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