Light Another
That's Right It Was A
One lie ta another
Don't hide it cousin
Why fight each other
Become a Midas glover
Can still despise each other-
Minus the rise I know ya lookin' fo
I don't think there's any turnin' back for me
My master be a casualty
Exactly how I'd rather be
And that to me's a tragedy
A backwards track of faculty
I'll bounce the nouns renouncing me
Reverse the verb for 'found' & 'free'
How could I f*ck a Bugs up or make a Daffy happy?
Tell my love "Pull your shrugs up & stretch ya laffytaffy"
Never will I give a full cup of f*cks that's rather shabby
Ever really wanna "Hol up" and get to blastin' at 'eem
Throwed in the flow
Hope I don't overdose
Go to cold, bitch get froze
Sold yo old solstice coat
Soul's mold was old
So, I won't go it slow
Don't go "Woah woah woah woah"
Ho go roll yo own show
Told 'em bitch you better don't
I really wish a nigga would
Ya ho a snitch when pressure on
Forreally, is this understood?
Cawl me wrong when Rome is gone
The song that sung "It never could"
Homies flown from home so long
His own was on 'Misunderstood'
Y'all 'on't really wanna grow
That don't fact-ly matter though
Nobody chose to be a rose-
-You only chose a mold with thorns
Pricks in thumbs of holy florists
Sticky lungs & poley joints
Paddling' without exacting force
Trapping rats without remorse
Slappin' tracks that lack a chorus
Madness in tragedy, imagine actually asking me if I'm factually happy when it's a fact that I've had to be on a path he mapped 'fore I was born
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Light Another
That's Right It Was A
One lie ta another
Don't hide it cousin
Why fight each other
Become a Midas glover
Can still despise each other-
Minus the rise I know ya lookin' fo
I don't think there's any turnin' back for me
My master be a casualty
Exactly how I'd rather be
And that to me's a tragedy
A backwards track of faculty
I'll bounce the nouns renouncing me
Reverse the verb for 'found' & 'free'
How could I f*ck a Bugs up or make a Daffy happy?
Tell my love "Pull your shrugs up & stretch ya laffytaffy"
Never will I give a full cup of f*cks that's rather shabby
Ever really wanna "Hol up" and get to blastin' at 'eem
Throwed in the flow
Hope I don't overdose
Go to cold, bitch get froze
Sold yo old solstice coat
Soul's mold was old
So, I won't go it slow
Don't go "Woah woah woah woah"
Ho go roll yo own show
Told 'em bitch you better don't
I really wish a nigga would
Ya ho a snitch when pressure on
Forreally, is this understood?
Cawl me wrong when Rome is gone
The song that sung "It never could"
Homies flown from home so long
His own was on 'Misunderstood'
Y'all 'on't really wanna grow
That don't fact-ly matter though
Nobody chose to be a rose-
-You only chose a mold with thorns
Pricks in thumbs of holy florists
Sticky lungs & poley joints
Paddling' without exacting force
Trapping rats without remorse
Slappin' tracks that lack a chorus
Madness in tragedy, imagine actually asking me if I'm factually happy when it's a fact that I've had to be on a path he mapped 'fore I was born
That's Right It Was A
One lie ta another
Don't hide it cousin
Why fight each other
Become a Midas glover
Can still despise each other-
Minus the rise I know ya lookin' fo
I don't think there's any turnin' back for me
My master be a casualty
Exactly how I'd rather be
And that to me's a tragedy
A backwards track of faculty
I'll bounce the nouns renouncing me
Reverse the verb for 'found' & 'free'
How could I f*ck a Bugs up or make a Daffy happy?
Tell my love "Pull your shrugs up & stretch ya laffytaffy"
Never will I give a full cup of f*cks that's rather shabby
Ever really wanna "Hol up" and get to blastin' at 'eem
Throwed in the flow
Hope I don't overdose
Go to cold, bitch get froze
Sold yo old solstice coat
Soul's mold was old
So, I won't go it slow
Don't go "Woah woah woah woah"
Ho go roll yo own show
Told 'em bitch you better don't
I really wish a nigga would
Ya ho a snitch when pressure on
Forreally, is this understood?
Cawl me wrong when Rome is gone
The song that sung "It never could"
Homies flown from home so long
His own was on 'Misunderstood'
Y'all 'on't really wanna grow
That don't fact-ly matter though
Nobody chose to be a rose-
-You only chose a mold with thorns
Pricks in thumbs of holy florists
Sticky lungs & poley joints
Paddling' without exacting force
Trapping rats without remorse
Slappin' tracks that lack a chorus
Madness in tragedy, imagine actually asking me if I'm factually happy when it's a fact that I've had to be on a path he mapped 'fore I was born