Pyrite - Frank Ocean

Wise Man - Frank Ocean

I’ll wear my hair just like you
I’ll figure out why you’re never home
I’ll paint my nails just like you
No, I don’t wanna talk about this forever

Round town they don’t like me no more
Least that’s what my man says at home

Says honey baby
Cool it down
They don’t know ‘bout
Those fangs in your mouth

You know I love ‘em baby
But you know there ain’t no lover quite like me

Like the thunder babe
It comes with some rain
All kinds of creatures got
All different kinds of pain

But, Oh
Oh, Sugar Baby 
You come with tang
Know it’s hard when you get your hunger pangs

I understand it baby
But you know there ain’t no other man like me

So, I’ll wear my hair just like you
I’ll figure out why you’re never home
I’ll paint my nails just like you
No, I don’t wanna talk about this forever

Meet you in a little bit
Guess I’m a little bit
Guess I’m a little bit

(Oh! You love it! Uh Oh! You love it! Uh Oh!)
Huh? How you know that?

Well I don’t care
I’ll have to tear this room apart

Or should I just do the laundry?
The laundry?

(Well it can’t be done by itself)

I could always go back to hawking
To hawking

(Oh, no!)

If I was anything
Other than I am
Would you still hold me and
Would you still understand

That every yin 
Has a yang
Has a heartbeat 

Or maybe I should go back to hawking
To hawking

No!

So, I’ll wear my hair just like you
I’ll figure out why you’re never home
I’ll paint my nails just like you
No, I don’t wanna talk about this-

I should've let you know by now 
I should hand it to you
I would if could get my claws out of
Your carpet floor

You could've sent me home by now
But I found a new one
Now would you help me get my claws out of
My carpet floor

Creatures

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i feel good
i feel alive
i feel cozy
it feels nice
to come over
when i want
when i need to
feel your warmth
feel your touch
feel like every
things alright
clear my mind
calm my soul
pinch myself
i wanna take a picture
if that's alright
cause i feel good
i feel good
i feel good

i feel good

hollows (p. rsnz)

Yeah I rob with a b-boy thug
What my beat boy does is more than them beat boys does
Call my beat boy tough
rock with my b-boy studs
you should see where they are
you should see da attire
you should see how we does
you should see ‘bout the buzz

I came ‘round they promised a plate, uh
but there’s barely a place
no replacements
yuh, bitch i be doing revivalist thangs
you gotta come see me
I make the high waists fit
they portioned estates

fuck i’m tired of that

‘Fore the vitamins I just wanted Yeezys
Some vetements and bitches to see me
some cdg proper and streetwear type drip and my thoughts was my money could take me to this 
that I do all that fake lil activist shit and I grow into making some actual shit
If I give all my heart to this rapping and singing I’m prolly well fitted to actually rich
But I’m back on this
drown my problems in drugs
and that b-boy stuff

b-boy dust

thknwerolln

Called you on the phone
Ring, ring
Dial tone
Walked up to your door
Ring, ring
No one home
So I guess it's goodbye forever
So I guess it's see you never

I know I need to be alone
This heart on me is overgrown
I think back on the moments
Like they're nights and days and nights
You and me was way too short,
And now you rocking different clothes
And I just wish the moments were
Like nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights

Cut to:
Cruising down the road
Vroom, vroom
Honda Accord
There you was 
Sitting in your Range Rover
Surprise, surprise
You wasn’t alone
I guess I will be alone forever
Hard to see tough times getting better

I know I need to be alone
This heart on me is overgrown
I think back on the moments
Like they're nights and days and nights
You and me was way too short,
And now you rocking different clothes
And I just wish the moments were
Like nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights
Nights and days and nights

Credence to the creed
The eager ears come to believe.
And in these sleeves I keep my sneezes, tears, and dreams and other things 
Lingering on the brain
Ring finger numb,
Itch my neck and ease the pain,
Rainy ducts, I blame me,
Fuck you think, this shit arranged?
Haywire whipping,
Hotwire,
Hydroplane.
Rubber burns the pavement,
My enslavement hasn’t changed
I’m deranged.
Guess I’m saying I’m insane.

Nights, nights
Nights and days and nights
Nights, nights
Nights and days and nights

AND DAYS AND

NO TROJAN

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writer and performer for The Library Fund, Founders, super senior, soundchasr

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Amrut Ayyala