Faces

Malibu

The Tragedy of a Clown

The Dungeon

PERMANENT.RADIANT

Cadavre Exquis

iRock (iRoll)

allergies

[VERSE I: WHO BOY BOY]

definition of the living dead
got a dead bitch giving head
tulip flowers growing on my bed
rust and blood settle on my lead
broken soul but i'm breaking bread
head dreaded boy from Waggaman
Petey Pablo shirt off
but no swinging like a helicopter
got it covering this chopper
spitting out them yoppas
got the drama with the lama
i can get you to nirvana
run them pockets proper
we create our own karma
balboa out the magnolia
northside soulja
need the keys to the rover
yung scarecrow

[VERSE II: LIL WAAAAAA]

ruby the fucking ape
ruby the fucking orangutan
mumbling nothing
just the discussion of public destruction
i'm up in flames
the soulja by the lake
feeling like i'm in the navy, but i pull up in the tank 
sipping the tang out of an AK
kangaroo the next lane
lame move you looking plain
can't redo the flex mane
camo on my body like i just got back from war
i heard a bang in the bank
ben frank on the floor
back in New Orleans, now everybody wanna score
i'm trying to finesse the lesser into something more
i'm drawing a blank on who the fuck you is

KILL YOURSELF Part XII: The Dark Glacier Saga

AUDUBON

ADY & Soup - Blue

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Lyrics:
Every second counts,
I don’t want to talk to you anymore
All these little games
you can call me by the name I gave you yesterday

Every minute counts,
I don’t want to watch TV anymore
Can you figure me out?
Just doin this to waste more time on the couch

Can you see me I’m waiting for the right time
I can’t read you but if you want, the pleasure’s all mine
Can you see me using everything to hold back
I guess this could be worse
Walking out the door with your bags
x4

[Instrumental]

Pour your glass of wine
Mitchell told me I should be just fine
Cases under the bed
Spill it open let it rush to my head

I don’t want to be forward
I don’t want to cut corners
savor this with everything I have inside me
I’m not the type to run
I know that we’re having fun
But what’s the rush? Kissing and my cheeks are so flushed

Tell you how i felt
Sugar coated melting in your mouth
Pardon my emotions, I should probably keep it all to myself
Know you’d make fun of me
x4

Chorus

Bags

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Selfish - Fargone

ADY & Soup - Blue

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