Track 22 Off Working With Words Vol. 4
July 20, 2015
I'll be posting new music on this site, and a few more.
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Lyrics
im off the wall like a hieroglyphic coming to life
stupid f*** ing kids huggin at night, the only couple i like
is bonnie and clyde tuckin a knife, black bird baby guns erupt at the sight
abrubtly ignite, im huffin puffin a light
your something i like, and theres nothing to cover your type
i know i musnt be bluffin but hun im loving you right
my heart pumpin the blood an i feel im bustin at sight
oh, the thing you do with your hips, movin your lips
hello to you with a kiss, do you need the truth in this b*** ?
i need you like an addict needing drugs, you can see the proof when im sick
never thought that you were the chick, and who would of wished?
who would of thought? that the chick would be the food to my dish
i scratched some raps then i figuered you were the itch
thanks alot now i feel im improving a bit
my drum to the kick, my snare to the hit
the red zone that spot right there when it clips
my syllables on point, i feel im writing my best
when cupid shot me with an arrow that went right to my chest
more like a bullet, mother f*** er tuckin a gun
broke a couple ribs, f*** er punctured a lung
maybe cause of that time i tried bluffin him once
ima get him when i get out in a couple of months
cruising with the cap low hoodie up in the truck
ready for roughin him up, I got a couple of gloves
a piece of rope and tape for when he getting shoved in trunk
there we go right there man, i start running him up
tape him shut, rope him up, stuff him in the trunk im driving off
brick on the pedal and the truck start sliding off
the edge of a bridge and its nearing the path
then the trunk rattle all you f*** ing hear is the crash
man i can rap all day about killing cupid
wouldn't touch her even when i feel abusive
and when im in a sh** mood, this chick knew
how to cheer me up when i feel a bit blue
the type to laugh, at my stupid f*** ing jokes
im a little bit childish but i dont know
the type who crazy as can be, baby im me
you're the f*** ing type of lady i need
