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Song: | The Morning After The Day Off On One |
Album: | Cyberspace and Reds | Genres: | |
Year: | 2011 |
Length: | 114 sec |
Lyrics:
You talk around events and from the side of your sight The Benson burns it reflects in your eyes In the room with the computer in Listening to music and watching old YouTube shit How come fire and rain sometimes sound the same? Look me a goodbye in my eye as I say It's too hot in here for men with blood in their veins Faded by dust and darkened by days There's a choral chorus And a floral adoring fuss For us, for dust But you're too bold thus You have to be bolder You've got a big chip on your shoulder
Yo, misleading with lyrics the flow needs to see a clinic Cos there all on my dick and they ain't even seen my image I've got portions of chips on my shoulder, and battered fishes I walk with a devil persona, they gather wishes I'm in the hands of God and use up all my raffle tickets Once your numbers up I'll rattle cages, and have them lifted They don't know who to show their face with, the act is finished I'm just living in the Matrix, but these girls don't act as timid Did I cross the line? Is there a limit? See I'm lost for lines, so I'm saying what I'm actually thinking I'm gradually trying to say fuck you, and you'll hear the inkling Subdued by the way I play with words, it'll have you thinking I wonder what would have happened if I had listened to Mr Simpkins And really believed that I weren't shit, it has me thinking Yeah it has me winking I probably wouldn't be this sick, it has me cringing But you can see the finger I'm waving from that distance
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