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Genre
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Peak #1,562
Peak in subgenre #862
Author
Sound Logic
Rights
Motion Sickness 2002
Uploaded
May 18, 2003
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Lyrics
Verse 1:
Usually I can be found, flippin sound finesse,
geting down with that language of Miss concept
on some whole other way beyond the NOW ishd,
outside of those 3 sides lookin in,
I'm liable to Take it to the Nth degree distancin
diggin her form title out the denseness of listenin
within the deep realms of getting felt far past that physically
Open hems carved in to expose inside Here
What I keep logged as History
~Her Story~
Mangled the poon, in soothing motions wrangled her juice to spill,
jerk spasms flashed with lights, off and on, in the room,
cause she wasn't epileptic until, I opened her coccoon,
then the seizures began to consume,
spread her wingspan out to full moon and then ---
the wings fluttered so fuckin hectic, I lost consciousness,
from the loss of oxygen, of her supernatural vacuum, that grew
when my rocket blew her cosmic,obnoxious results ensued
after I came to, shook off the cobwebs, and blinked a check one two
Then tried to sit up, to be out without throwin a duece, but what I found was,
I wasn't able to move
my frame secured to the main frame of the bed, with a metal brace muscling my forehead,
I was drenched in sweat, or possibly blood meetin in pools,
at the mo-ment I just JUST didn't give a fuck,
my concern weighing on the bulging vein of my left arm, embraced
with a serenge in a slight hang laced with god knows what,
GOD KNOWS WHUT
HOOK:
You are the reason I don't close my eyes in the shower
NO More
reason I catch panic attacks peekin in the back-seat of my 4 door
Sleep broken with Cold sweats,
Every cell ring, potentially another threat; Miss Circumstance,
It's people like you, who keep this paranoia fed
Verse 2:
LOOK
I Done gone to the Nth extent to keep the rivets in
the spines of YOU CRITICS staked to sit
As I speak as the victim to A scene sick
equal to Kathy Bates and James Caan, but abit more twisted,
Actually this plot flows kinda like Liquid Animates,
when skipping stones get mixed in
Check the Background Information,
When I first step into the spot, I have
this habit of passin the dance floor up,
cause the bar shows more love And I find
more talent in 20 minutes with about 8 Guiness mugs
I'd say, (Yeah), That night, I was pretty much,
halfway (well) buzzed, into my 5th slunk with a slump ,
slurrin an aggitated what?!! from a tap to the back
I spun around to attack, instead I had to show gums
Check it Cause She was hot off the cover of maxim
Kobe Tai type, butter built attraction body bangin dime plus
mann I Had to have It, Right?!
Cause She had me at the instant she approached,
said she peeped me perform at last weeks show,
which she deeply respected, This freak definitely a head trip,
feedin my ego one hell of a lift,
I slipped Hypnotic as we vibed sinking deep inside her lies,
But uh then I blinked twice,
ACACEO I gotta holla at you a second man;
Rifled my reflection disgusted as I grasped the tap of it's tide
splashed it on to sober up abit, as he shook his head and was like,
You Know damn well that plastic chick ain't your type, (well)
She's one of those bandwagon wives, hitched to the limelight
A figment of real life?!
shit she's prolly that call that rings to just hang up every god damn night
I suggest you bounce out before you get sprung,
cause you never know where crazies like this are comin from
So I thanked my other side for the advice with some air dap, and stepped back into the club
Alright, Now In my absence, she broke into powder fragment, 6 tablets of X in which she added
the substance into my dark ale, with an insanely long fingern
