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fyre – black car lyrics

[mxlplx]
irrelevant elephants in purple
dancing in circles
i’m laughing like ‘cackee’
dry heaving, my tongue is bleeding
whatever, but the weather is sh+tty
when it hits me in the city
dirty and twisted
lifted like birds we get simplistic
in worlds that are realistic
catch this dropkick if you can’t stop, quit
before you pop
barracuda to bermuda’s hottest spot

[young g]
smokey in the studio, +n+log from digital
broken through the show, invoking what i know
forgotten where to go
buried in my soul
barely let me go
smoke 3 to 4 more, that’s what i’m herе for
inciting those who fear more
riding whilе the sun pull
feeling tall off a ziplock bag in a trip to the liquor store
emanating at the core grown down the shore
fifteen times of shifting lines can lead to old designs
grind to my facts
dealing more than syntax
to get stacks
tapes out the dat to make cds and wax
[sw+nk]
and this is when it gets crazy, you know?
you making yo motherf+cking music and you don’t know what the f+ck is going on!
and n+ggas smoking everyday clocking any sh+t, and see the same b+tch!
the b+tch tell you that she love you but what the f+ck does that mean, n+gga where you at?
where you standing, n+gga? all them bills you paying
n+gga, what you planning? i’ll be right here n+gga, everybody be right there, n+gga
somewhere, a motherf+cker be falling
n+ggas be walking around kind, you don’t know what’s going on
you do the same thing every motherf+cking day, you might as well be gone
n+gga, everyday: come along, girls go there, sit there, and leave and find another n+gga to passenger seat
right there talking to a billion dreams
and it’s all gone, lollipops at the bus stop, and b+tches+

- fyre lyrics

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