Lyrics:
You're killin me, you're fillin me
With sorrow, sunrise, goodbyes
And missin you tomorrow's
I turn to see
My dream love supreme queen, meanest thing
You're killin me, you're fillin me
With sorrow, sunrise, goodbyes
And missin you tomorrow's
I turn to see
My dream love supreme queen, meanest thing
in half
And then had shit hangin' by a flap of skin
After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
Pad to pen I'm batty like eyelids when
don't do right by you then leave 'em
Droptop, bitch, I'm flyin', I ain't speedin'
Make my own place, yeah, I make my own cash
Talkin' 'bout relations,
a plot hatched
In the sweet spot of that trap
Ask what she’s schemes
She say ‘oh this and that’
Then she snaps like a camera
In black with a flash
cast long shadows and
Pearls before piglets
I was in the woods waiting
For the rain to pass
When it came to me with a
Flash of a brain synapse
You don't
need to be more direct
Find the love and not just for the sex
Cut the off hoes man I wish you the best
Now what's next
I need a queen
Preferably
A sudden flash tore through a blue sky
Witnessing through the sands of time
The ritual that would make it the most powerful of all the Gods
The Queen
A flash in the night
A luminous trace in the sky
The night she arrived
Dead trees by the lake came alive
My doorbell did not ring
But I just knew
na bank sknocą
Same flesze jak u V'a fotokomórka złapała
Szybko ich fałszywe ruchy
Szybko to mogą spierdalać
Zakładam kaptur lecz nie po to by tu
Light skinned
Starring with a slight grin, I don't know, Might been
Cause I'm in this white Benz
Or the way the Ice in the Brietling flash brighter
Truly faded
Truly masqueraded
All i can see
And all i feel
Nobody will
See as it's seen by me
I will be standing
Waiting for a shaking
I know who I
The room
Perfection
Made of the finest things
The table's set
For their own kings and queens
Everybody frozen
By the victim on the floor
In cold
nic grabbing all the goodies in the backpack
No chit chat, got to head to my main back
Ain't cool with me ain't cool with you, ice pack
Flash back,
Avery
In Newton Ferrers he was raised, by water we begin
In Plymouth town, he could be found, scuppered there on gin
In the wake of Francis Drake he
Pika pika, pika pika, pika pika pika shoots
Flash me with your lightning too
Pika pika, pika pika pika pika shoots
I never intended to bite
everything that you not, got everything that you lack
Don't need you to cut me slack, don't need you all on my sack
I'll do this all by myself, yeah y'all can
picture
Yeah you got piss cash
Give you fucking whip lash
My drips gotta flash
Got the fucking contrast
Yeah my drip, yeah it's kinda fucking icy
My
slimy
I'm at the Deli, green olives and salami
Really out the way
But yo bitch tryna find me
You gotta duck on yo line
I gotta queen lurking
We talking
on our grind
While giving you our chance to hear our piece of mind
Yo hoe know she fuckin a lame
I'll treat her like a queen bet I can make her say my name
rapping this no mumbo-jumbo
Swear that when I popped off you can see the flash from the muzzle
You know I scorch, I torch it
Like I my name was the human
like without you captured
How bout I explain using letters going through backwards
So flashback to one easy week, look at the flash you see a Z
Y don’t
the stash could lose it All in a flash an then I'm just another name In the folder
Im lucky not blessed remember couple Nights i had to say it wit chest i
miserable
If I see red flash out then it's critical
Do right for GOD so Ion wanna give a visual, Yeshua the rock no mineral
I'll never be hit by Cupid, hope
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