Yah, yeah, yah
Shit kinda smooth
Melanin 9
Shy rose, you know how we do, yo
Yo, my war was chalice, or it's hispanic
The poor porcelain, the boy from Paris
I don the canvas, I'm always ABBA
Chain twists like contortionists, with carrots, extort the addicts
Lash doors with porches and palace
You fall in the palace, splash your organs, of flawless ceramics
Scorn a rabbit, tours your orbit and pour on your fabric
Short metallic fork in the scallop
Escort the malice
Bass courts corporeal damage
Let your load the alice
Survivor velvet, saliva by the pelvis
Scrub an elkfish, pull nice on the belt clip
Passes full of hashish
Ghosts in the palace that matter but vast key
Blow out the mac like FNAC Iraqis
I rack her
Spinal cord around the shack
Rapport, she's from Bassra
Orcas out in Africa
Unzip the north, flick the doors off your ash
To a corporate vernacular
The law is written raw in amber
I'm feelin' like the top of the globe
After four bricks, get soul, said I navigate all
I never get home
Leave and make a debt on the lawn
Would it cram the dons
Dispose of bits like pawn
We just upon
I'm knowledge spun
Shawn
I'm like the dawn
Might as well have a matchin' brawn
Sing the song
The world in my palm
Except remain calm
'Cause when it's on it's on
I can't decide for the bass
That one missing puzzle piece
From out the ace
With smarts to the straits
Face
For all my niggas deceased
Hate
Cure disease without a cure, I'm sure
To that nigga in the figure four
Settle the score
The type of slot, long dick in your hole
Raw
I'm like the illest of you with a soul
It won't ignore
Tell 'em cats to move on tour