Lyrics:
It's underneath our skin, no medicine can stop the bleeding
Far from all we know, we're caught without a prayer
It's underneath our flesh and it
it rash
My cloths are designer so gotta watch how I flick off the ash
And young nigga got it on smash
(Got it on smash)
Me and flip exclusive other
some gloves
When you go digging in other people's trash
It could leave you with a rash
Grabbin' bottles to buy bottles
You can coddle til its empty
Do it like Deku
Girls tryna smash
Wait
I ain't tryna say it like that
Even when they're on me I ain't tryna move rash
Ghost
Ghosting a babe like tash
Sane but put me on a track
I’m tapped It’s slaps
Not a match
So don’t make the gang dem
Get ya gassed to go and
Hatch a plan
I gotta c-rash c-rash c-rash
Split poison ivy scratch rash
This calamine lotion made my skin feel good
Right before me they sat
A snitch inaugurated
Lets slip the hunger of these
skin
Bones and flesh
How could we be
So Passionate
Through these scars we
Itch the rash
Again and again and again
We can't ho-old on
What we once had
You're too much
(oh god!)
The boys of my thoughts in my lonely teenage room!
He's been havin' a rash
(no shit!)
That keeps the girls away
(it's true)
was
It was implicit, I didn't mean to leave to mark
But when it hit me, I left a rash on my right arm
And I tried everything
To heal my skin
I tried
I've got alligator skin
From the time I bit your lip
I dug my nails deeper in
A carpet rash on my back to mark my sin
And that time I felt ready
shit
Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp
Needless to speak, the Gee's obsolete
Don't sleep! Banged the skins in a week
On the creep up the avenue
Light the blunt clip, and recognize a pimp
Needless to speak, the G's obsolete
Don't sleep, banged the skins in a week
On the creep up the avenue
I
He was born from a crystal womb.
He was adorned in the crystal.
Sparkle that rash the camera is rolling!
Jewel those hives,
We're watching through
Here I am, I'm in the wrong bed again
It's a game I just can't win
There you are breathin' soft on my skin, yeah
Still you won't let me in
Why save
Here I am, I'm in the wrong bed again
It's a game I just can't win
There you are breathin' soft on my skin, yeah
Still you won't let me in
Why
Tall brown skin her weave like palm trees
I went coconuts
Dip my Dunkin' between your Donut
Don't want it if it ain't no slut, bitch
Fathership touch
Tall brown skin her weave like palm trees
I went coconuts
Dip my Dunkin' between your Donut
Don't want it if it ain't no slut, bitch
Fathership touch
I could count the moments of attack
But I know I'd lose track
Some days I'm certain
That my bones
Will break through the skin on my back
Ooh
Ooh
"makes men rash" but I guess their smell is pour
Oh dear what can the matter be
Nobody makes a pass at me
I use Ovaltine and Listerine, Barbasol
drop my mackadocious shit
light the blunt, flick, and recognize a pimp,
needless to speak the g's obsolete
don't sleep, bang the skins in the week
schedule (beitch)
Beitch, $hort Dog in the house
[Chorus x2]
[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
She flew in like calm breeze
Tall brown skin, her weave like palm trees
I
Convictions make your skin to crawl
you act like you're above it all
you say faith is a crutch for a mind that's closed
you guzzle your crutch and shove it
of a Cadillac
Cigarette stains and stale ash
Muffled panic and rope rash
Burn into mildew and oiled steel
Lost to direction, sound, or reality
Carried off
a light pole
And she gone suck the skin off this meat
I call her lypo
I got plenty bitches
But tonight I'll be at Nikki house
And imma beat it up
While
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