Lyrics:
a scene from the Queen La La
Lovely and lyrically loose
But lady like
I'm too slick to slip up or get tricked by the shady type
Chomps y'all talk
beat him black and blue
If he ever touches a sprout again, I'll bite him clean in two
I'm a political prisoner, trapped in a windowless cage
Cause I
Smoking on the terrace
Looking back at things i’ve done
It seems that i’ve become
Fore king, badass
Bloody prints from the wings i sprout (nay)
Never
determined by its appearance
Why not its characteristics
How come it's constantly shunned and misunderstood
By its design and color
That's how I feel about my
a cooled down shadowland
A fitting survival by chance
Existence emerged unlooked for
Even in the plunge to darkness
In starlight and in immense depths
to choose grace
You ain't had thought, that I too, think
Still waitin on calls back by the way
Relating to jobs that I had craved
Will they send a dashed wire
a broken-hearted failure
I'm trying to shed some light on the scars left by the razors
Well I quell my fears with a shiver
Yet I am, I believe, incapable
Played by me, there's no rules
True wit and grit and everything I do
As I name tag pop under everything I drew
So vivid within them studios, I'm Michael
rescue me
But there's just no helpin' me
By any means, I'm'ma stay alive
Seekin' relief from the other side
They say the drugs don't make it right
But they
bitch like a CD
Rarely be seen, when I am, it's a Kodak
You niggas snitchin', I already know that
Make a decision by makin' decision
These niggas be
wiccan he did devour
He'll grow in strength, in size and power
Until one day upon his back
He'll sprout wings, a fearsome pack
With each meal Gila
tricked by the shady type
Chomps yall talk and still wonder how loose I got
When I'm in town I give the boosters booster shots
Breaks
Breaks
Face
Face
SATAN DID A DANCE WITH ME AND I DANCED RIGHT ALONG.
MAYBE SOMEWHAT PURGED I’LL BE BY MAKING UP THIS SONG.
THE TREES HAVE COME TO TAKE BACK WHAT WE TOOK
clowns, what's the shit about?
They used to doubt now they see us sprout and I'm out
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed
somethin's in the way of your destination
And when the day's a cloudy day, need some compensation
Hey Sprouts, now whatchu sayin'
Please show em' the way, we,
Ain't it $trange by *CHAOZ*
Now ain’t strange the way these nigga hate/am getting money in my lane while they contemplate / I spit that venom in
(Ooooooooooo oooooooo)
(Mm mmm mmmm mmm mm)
(Yeaaa)
(Searching for sun)
Searching for sun in the sky
Nothing but clouds pass me by
I'm spending all
wow, wow
Picking me out so I feel like a clown
Stay by myself, no I don't go around
I do this for me, and I'm reppin' my town
Oh wow, wow, wow
She did me
I don't believe you there
Can't believe these bitches they might
Leave you in tears
By my lonely cause I fail to believe in peers
Believe that shit,
I am somewhat startled and then soon after rudely awakened by another unnerving episode of air turbulence as our transatlantic air-carrier
Took all of the darkness
I took all the darkness and turned it to something that you wouldn't know about
No longer am shook by the darkness, my heart
love with the green it sprouts like Brussels
Pass it roll it toke it
You say that you got it then show it
I see it I want it I fold it
The hustle
If you don't know by now, we runnin' the game
Neck froze, got a mill' on the chain
Show respect to Cen' and Trade
Cut the check, believe we're
occupied with wasted time
-So-
The question goes:
Am I as good as I thought I was or fooling myself all this time?
Searching now I am hypnotized
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