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Now in me solitude Be that Kapiti dude Wrapping Kapiti kush Look like Kapiti flutes Me not to be confused, your screws is merely loose I send the stampede to vanish the chicken's coupe As a young genie stressing 'bout a inner-tube I developed inner me's to channel up my inner blues My big dog's life was shorter than an interlude Still the sweetest track, I play it when I'm in the mood Passion people be prepared to catch them 22's And be perpetually addressed as if you dressed up in the nude But what a beastly nigga like me supposed to do? And how you follow rules and hold on to your scrotum too? Man, I need redemption Nah, fuck that, I only need fellatio She better keep the cadence of what's playing on the radio These raging hormones make these whores wanna Rave Simone Whip a pill, pistol whip ya Peel ya skin and take ya bones And how you supposed to lose When they know you're overdue You was born to wake the savage city with these soulful tunes What's the recipe for pleasure? Pot of holy water, boil it, sprinkle in the devil Drink it with the reverend Standing at the edge of my dream's lapse Limitation's what we wake up to and leave the scraps Y'all gon' need a Hail Mary or a screen perhaps Got the fire to fuck shit up, silent pilot somewhere in him The fire to take a bullet can't be far from that feeling It's awful of course It's par for the course It's par for the willing It's all for the best to risk all that you're given The facts of life, more or less When you come up where I'm living When you come up with your cousins A couple doors from them killers Niggas ain't knocking for sugar I'm staring at burning embers My jacket full of that dank My pockets full of them papers These women wantin' my lineage I just give them a headache (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven) It's the gospel, it's the gospel Nigga spread the good news What's survival if your obstacles is harder than you? Bitches holler, better swallow or you'll not be the move Mona Scott keep sucking dick, so what's the problem with you? Honestly I done lost all of my marbles off in them colleges So them rap nigga politics, I ain't even apart of it Can't believe in no nigga screaming he smoking that loud and shit Man, Sativa or Indica Nigga, know what your product is I don't know what went wrong I don't know what went wrong I used to know hella people but now I only see clones I used to look up at the stars and hear 'em calling me home Like what's inside me will provide me what technology won't Screaming fuck them other niggas cause we down Spillage Village is the town that we live in Grand wizard who is I Who was gifted as a child With ability to make a weeping willow crack a smile Like why, is she choosing or she down?
Writer(s): Eian Undrai Parker, Johnny Venus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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