Lyrics:
Cloud blood smudge smeared on the sky
Its dawns roadkill
I've been driving since midnight
And I'm driving still
Stop on the top of the ridge
Just
Diamonds in the rain
In the first dream you were a driver
And I was a car, we didn't get real far
We took a highway full of black top roadkill
Could
I cry at roadkill
I cry at open fields
When I'm driving in the South
I cry for jockey and horse
For hypocrisy
When I'm walking in the North
But
until the spirit isn't willing
While the flesh is still a staple of the labor force and whistling
It's roadkill evoking emotion his own totem don't
what, what, what from the guillotine
A little flea and tick, a little fever dream
A little plead the fifth
Roadkill, I'm off leash
I don't heel
irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill)
'Till I kill over like somebody stuffed roadkill and
Ebola in my bowl of oatmeal, you know the deal
I'm not about to sit
on a man, that's roadkill, mad
Mad, man can't text me again, tryna make dark skin sexy again
It's mad, man can't text me again, tryna make dark skin-
with no grill like you're roadkill
Flashin' lights in the night, not from camera shots
Those the type from the ice in the random shops
Where
perhaps roadkill, if that
Gift of gab, and he flowed ill, chrome stiff hat
Known for writing lightning tight lines, chiefin'
Beefin', being off deep
down
(Slow down)
Designer shoes give me toe jam (Toe jam)
I'm letting the doors slam
(Slam) , I'll tell you the roadkill
I spent a whole 'nother ten
Told
scraps, perhaps roadkill, if that
Gift of gab, and he flowed ill
Chromе stiff hat
Known for writing lightning tight lines
Chiefin' beefin', being off deep
That's yo' bitch (bitch)
I fuck her, she roadkill (what?)
The titties is fake, but the ass real (yeah yeah yeah, what what what, ay)
She wanna drip
irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill)
'Till I kill over like somebody stuffed roadkill and
Ebola in my bowl of oatmeal, you know the deal
I'm not about to sit
(No, Say What)
All that glitters is gold with no frills
Post no bills, and the rigmarole is so ill
And roadkill bake over BK blacktop
Summer
We never ever change.
We make the same mistakes.
If yours gonna have roads.
You're gonna have roadkill.
That's the risk that it takes.
Stone guns.
head
Resurrected roadkill, blueprinted skin, I swear, I've never been here before
Everyone but me looks like they've seen a ghost
Everybody try
head
Resurrected roadkill, blueprinted skin, I swear, I've never been here before
Everyone but me looks like they've seen a ghost
Everybody try
to shove but you broke so easily
I love hate songs 'bout mass destruction
other people's pain takes my mind off you
I love puppies when they're road-kill
no hoes still, come through, kill your whole will
Now y'all look like roadkill, oh shit, I don't know still
It go somethin', somethin', somethin',
myself twice
Pawns tremble like dildos wielded by duppies
Traumatized on for size, roadkill hides like yuppies
I'm too passcode, these gates won't stay
Shine the headlight, straight into my eyes.
Like the roadkill, I'm paralysed.
You see through my disguise
At the drive-in, double feature,
pull
roadkill, house on the hill
Pouring gravy on her thighs still
If today I die and can't deny
The poison chosen for tonight
Shine the headlight
Straight into my eyes
Like the roadkill
I'm paralyzed
You see through my disguise
At the drive in
Double feature
Pull the lever
roadkill you'll find in the street
They made that shit from discarded bits of snouts and lips
Rat feces swept from the rafters now food in the hereafter
Ah
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