Post by Big E on Aug 30, 2013 1:26:14 GMT -5
I see ya, honey in the sundress
dont make me feel like i gotta bounce like a bum check,
i bump, yes
iphone on the dashboard, im mad bored
hippie girl in the Rav 4, lets dash off
i need a passport, that concrete jungle again
it seems that his works often humble a man
if its punch drunk love, ya watch em stumble again
quitcha yappin kid, what ya dumb or ya deaf?
fickle fickle, Indiana quick in the quick sand
a drifter, no shifting, thrifting he said
roll out
im backstage cause the show is sold out
im quick to shorten up the space between your throat and your mouth
no doubt
i came to show em what its about
they all hit replay so they can say his flowing out loud
i need a mix tape
i came to bring the fix so slap your wrist and get tipsy
im dangerous and sick,
angel feather dusting brains with the aim to make it big
these lectures and lessons,
i seem to fall asleep, pushin z's instead of testing
im making it work
wore a veterans shirt for whatever its worth
but that sky on his shoulders weighs heavy it hurts
and, got the picture like hieroglyphics
pick the pieces of the puzzle, hopin that i can fit it
choking on imminence, slowly i show that i miss it
my life in the fast lane, and blew it on a whim
you could say, this is not what im made for
wore a clay mask to a contemporary brainstorm
we make love
we make war
the problem is i consider these things synonymous
the world is a warzone, mama im still thuggin
these women are spiders, yeah the drama is still buggin
i be on my obama, oh yeah i set the precedent
my glass is half empty, naw im not a pessemist
they mighta heard ya first, but me im on some better shit
i was so villianous killin em jon dillinger
getcha paper, getcha, getcha paper
for they spray the place up, manager getting taped up
that was a 'big e' moment
thats how you know i got the throneroom the second i want it
rhode island born and, rhode island bred
if 'U R I" then you know the rest
Keaney Blue
Yeah i bleed that, yeah yeah i need that
but im kickin up dust cause nobody see that
dont make me feel like i gotta bounce like a bum check,
i bump, yes
iphone on the dashboard, im mad bored
hippie girl in the Rav 4, lets dash off
i need a passport, that concrete jungle again
it seems that his works often humble a man
if its punch drunk love, ya watch em stumble again
quitcha yappin kid, what ya dumb or ya deaf?
fickle fickle, Indiana quick in the quick sand
a drifter, no shifting, thrifting he said
roll out
im backstage cause the show is sold out
im quick to shorten up the space between your throat and your mouth
no doubt
i came to show em what its about
they all hit replay so they can say his flowing out loud
i need a mix tape
i came to bring the fix so slap your wrist and get tipsy
im dangerous and sick,
angel feather dusting brains with the aim to make it big
these lectures and lessons,
i seem to fall asleep, pushin z's instead of testing
im making it work
wore a veterans shirt for whatever its worth
but that sky on his shoulders weighs heavy it hurts
and, got the picture like hieroglyphics
pick the pieces of the puzzle, hopin that i can fit it
choking on imminence, slowly i show that i miss it
my life in the fast lane, and blew it on a whim
you could say, this is not what im made for
wore a clay mask to a contemporary brainstorm
we make love
we make war
the problem is i consider these things synonymous
the world is a warzone, mama im still thuggin
these women are spiders, yeah the drama is still buggin
i be on my obama, oh yeah i set the precedent
my glass is half empty, naw im not a pessemist
they mighta heard ya first, but me im on some better shit
i was so villianous killin em jon dillinger
getcha paper, getcha, getcha paper
for they spray the place up, manager getting taped up
that was a 'big e' moment
thats how you know i got the throneroom the second i want it
rhode island born and, rhode island bred
if 'U R I" then you know the rest
Keaney Blue
Yeah i bleed that, yeah yeah i need that
but im kickin up dust cause nobody see that