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bap (indonesia) - desires lyrics

i want my house cleaned
i want a job that pays
i wanna look good till tikos ask me who the f-ck did u just f-cking robbed today
i want a lady who ends her sentence with the word darling
i want the floor of my crib to look like kobe beef marbling
on monochrome
b-tch
yellow colored brick road
b-tch
hitch a ride to go along my desires
but i am not entertainment for hire

i want a life that’s far from monotone
i want good company so im not home alone
so many shoes u might say im a centipede
i want a library although i barely read
richards
stretch my hands to my invisible woman
get the picture less the leica’s still broken
i wanna say ive been to different timezones and not the ones you go for tickets

i wanna make it
hey whoa now whoa now
i wanna grind it out with no fakie
hey slow down slow down

u better dumb it down for ur own sake
alpha omega is not of your place
this is a marathon if ur coming along
better never run on your own pace

in a cage full of / snakes zoolander blue / steel candid multi f-ck / faces jar masons full of old broken vases
on the / run from my lore like four / contact bases
/ foul tikos only hit the side of the pavement
count / kilos when u measure sheeps / wool from the wolves
/ same old story being told
pity loaded / up like bullets cut the mist and the snow show / boating row modest held down when the tide’s low / homie
few of my / crew loves to drive slow
if you know me like / k chenny hair fade putih
get whited out / blanc in your own hooptie
staying / sweet between her buns like / hamburger yupis
finna / sn-tch your soul out like ur / key loose
ratchet / foes draught when i murder mics and reboot
push o/ver and cruel forces will come to my aid
made a / mock to me i see to it that / you shall be slain
painki/llers when you poke your veins / with us bap is back
you a / bad act arrest my ca/se like cardiac
you are your own worst / neighbor
the / gr-ss is more green cus u / put less labor into your scene

f-ck out of my face
your sonata’s out of place
no bonfire’s in your jungle
bundle lies to smuggle fame

to the land that we proclaim
better stay off our lane
get the f-ck out of my face
let my rage untame its cage

get the f-ck out of my face
no b-tch in my dna
this a psa to let you know that i ain’t one to play

may life fortune the brave
time to take all that i gave
running solo through this maze
godbless to who drown in my wave
get the f-ck out of my face
stupid

- bap indonesia lyrics

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