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clipping. - story 7 lyrics

[verse 1: daveed diggs]
kimberly couldn’t believe what she was seeing
video was grainy but she could make out his face
he clearly had to be steve
hadn’t seen him in maybe, what?
it couldn’t be more than a couple days
who was this b-tch on her knees?
she was not even pretty, f-ck
he better not still be up in her place, she fishing ’round for her keys
check the lock, it’s broken in
impatiently, a scowl on her face
kimberly opens the door
she wasn’t ready, drops the keys
drops to the ground and tries to catch her breath
steve was still there on the floor
what was left of him, gnarled bone
the body parts are piled in a mess
how easily she ignored all of the scratches
could be nails or could be t–th
certainly not a knife
she should have looked at the floor
follow blood to the window sill where it went up and out into the night

[hook 1: daveed diggs]
cynthia strolling through the moonlight
casually wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth
cynthia knew steve wouldn’t do right
from the moment when he had said that he wouldn’t eat her out
cynthia singing on a blue night
temporarily satisfied but she knew that wouldn’t last
cynthia steps into the brew right
thirsty for a drink and to find someone to help hours p-ss

[verse 2: daveed diggs]
after randy had sent the photos, he decided that he had just earned a drink, sh-t
he’s celebrating the end of a horrible case
he never had to see that woman kimberly ever again
he thinks, sh-t, he had completed the task that was simple enough
she knew her man was cheating like they always do
she only needed proof, so he got to telling the brown chevrolet and he’ll say this for steve he knew, what
he was doing so good that he almost got away with all of his bullsh-t, but
randy wouldn’t get paid, and let’s face it
he needed every dollar that this little job could make
the bookies were calling with more regularity
he would rather keep his kneecaps still unbroken
thank you, if it’s all the same sh-t
nothing had changed
he was the definition of [bitter?]
anyway, job well done
he saunters on into the brew right pub
the spot pretty jumpin’
he spies a seat that the bar, orders the scotch and feels a gentle hand on his back
and he turns to meet the eyes of a woman who tells him her name is

[hook 2: daveed diggs]
cynthia cross-legged at the bar now holding up a drink
wink, lips
cynthia whispers and his now heart takes another beat
think, skips
cynthia tongue along his ear now
maybe he should pay
the tab
cynthia knows just where to go now, and they leave and hail
a cab

[verse 3: daveed diggs]
he say is this the type of thing where he pay?
and, if so, he gon’ need a rain check (check, check)
she say, “you can have this one for free, bae”
if she l1ck the lips and startin’ biting on his neck
he say what’s crazy ’bout this
between the bites and the kisses
is he ain’t been in a taxi since back when he lost his sister
but, cynthia isn’t listenin’ to him
she on a mission
the moon is full and she hurtin’
that he might be the prescription
and now she pullin’ up her dress
and he grabbin’ on her br–sts
and she start to see the throbbin’ in his veins
as she get ready for the s-x
just then the cabbie pulled the taxi over quick
clip and pop, pop silver flashes mixed with red and that was it

[hook 3: daveed diggs]
cynthia is choking on her blood now
the cabbie walks off into the night unseen while
cynthia still locked in randy’s hug now
‘cept for the oak and window high above the scene and
cynthia looks straight into her doom now
little katrina watches everything that happens down below because the scream and
cynthia is howling at the moon now
tomorrow, katrina is gonna wake up wondering if it was really all a dream
cynthia
cynthia
cynthia

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