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• Artiste: Specifics
• Titre: Lonely City
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yo. yo, yo. yo. a lonely city. this to you, girl. lonely city this week only biddies i see she wasn't really stoked at what I'm spitting if she's pretty a nifty lady i was greeting lately label me greedy but i came to see if she was like available to make me sweet crushed by her one touch even light chug a slurpy head rush and such i live a lifestyle half happy twice wild and mad nice passed laughing in the lab with myself aint attractive when you say you rap an don't have a gat or get played a lot and all that i offer's romancin Enchantress stand listen let me kiss your hand miss a kid could only wish that you would dance with him excuse me but i isn't into used to seeing beauty seein two foot cuties who ain't sayin phooey and he grew immune to it like he knew it's too good to be true and seek refuge in the music yo rough edges fuckin with a record full of stuff i said left me with a wedge where my neck is chip upon my shoulder colder than the winter when i try to open up my soul a frozen jig is over sipping on the potion sitting on the dock with the ocean and talking over some conversation revisions i made some rotten decisions yo, kush bother you dig 'em throw em show him you were interested often. it caught me off guard cause i forgot your soft heart or i underestimated how you play it only if the game is drain a keg and then I'm on point racing all day just to chase it with a tall boy ascribe my frustration to a ball point girl you got the sweet sophistication of a almond-joy and its all destroyed so i can wake going separate ways bout to talk game from across the void CHORUS: pass another half n half throw it back, love to the dope sack the result? more sad memories you had me i lost you (yo, i feel burnt out, let's roll up another) try and tell the future through alternate universes where i met you sooner or you melted down my bullet proofer armor drama add another comma to the sentence that he's serving he deserve it like karma my last duchess, that i fuck with it pass get to something better i was drunk, it doesn't matter. madame see i am enamored not revealing the feelings you never knew he had 'em now I'm max like emperor trying my best then retreated to the silence again screaming i am them in my chest got it locked yes a lot of women that i wanted them to only have the best now we got a lotta cess and no prospects get it lit so i can forget about the lost heaven and cinderella's slipper fallin off fuck it no regrets just as long i let her know i loved her all along