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jet thuman - 4 rainy day5 lyrics

[talking]
on a rainy day, trapped inside, only my mind is
allowed out. it wanders, looking only to find you
but you’re too busy being so f-cking cool

[rapping]
bored as f-ck. rainy days; blaze a fat one
homestuck. brainy babe, but she gotta flat bum
what a hussie, can’t believe she trusts me
must be imaginary. of course, i made her up
in the crib alone. did i get laid or f-cked?
afrofrenic, lacking schizodesiacs. did i send it?
that last message sucked. maybe i can mend it
i got a fixing for this chick’s cuter hotter friend, sh-t
still, hoping she don’t end it or that there’s an it to end
spit to pens, drip ink on paper. pink slipping in
til i whip a benz. is it paid for? nah, just off laid, sir
i’m out late for the sake of golden girls
old b-tches and new tricks. folding under curls
wishing witches could come quick,
but wishful thinking will get me nothing. “you dumb, d-ck.”
thanks. richard seems to be the only one who’ll run with
such sh-t. shucks, kids. we could make the sun kiss
the moon goodbye. see ya
soon my eye grows heavy
third time i looked
was the first time betsy
shook me ross, yet she still let me
see her stars. don’t forget me
i want my red stripes between your white lines
feels of blue like i’m not your type
all right, luv, you got mines; blow me up
balloon or kite? nein, neither
show right signs that left eager minds
in need of shine in the night time
no longer feeling like the plumber
fighting plants in pipe lines
but my fiery b-lls might find
lit summer love in your kind-
ness, lest your mother earth-
bound you to your bed. rest
for now. light sleep in case
your chest rises weak, or your face
shows no peace. i could save you
piece of cake. no lies, honest. this
scout’s honor scatters other suitors
no contest. i only sit inside because the rain
traps me. so i ride out the last bits
and fast hits of the day
reminiscing the way her -ss grips
hoping she was joking and not really past this
of course my co-rs- manners leave me cl-ssless
but she sees through me sweetly
like a pair of iced tea gl-sses. keep me
next to you, while we feel green gr-sses
i mean, of all the l-sses, you’re the finest
and a cl-ssic. your heart is fire
mine is plastic. i perspire, this is drastic
watch me melt. getting higher. got the help
but who could hire he, who’s what cr-ss is?
she’s my ms. on-ssis and i’m missing. how tragic

- jet thuman lyrics

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