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kissthecrook – good tidings/basis lyrics

part i – good tidings

[verse 1: kissthecrook]
6 feet deep, know the devil gettin’ cold feet
nose bleed seats, god’s laughin at me
sad i am used to this sh-t
b-tt of the joke i am pagliacci
man, a life on the beach would be sweet
b-tch on my lap with the sun down on me
i be at peace, repeat back to you
offer each other a sign of good tidings, huh
eatin’ the pods, closer to god
drinkin’ the sip, lower to sod
down in the ocean i feel like i’m floatin’
but up above water i hear the commotion
hear whistle blowin, splashin of feet
bubbles go up, i’m tryin’ to breathe
feel my hand grabbed – think fast
now i’m back
happy to be here, but know it won’t last

two years from now, i’m back on my -ss
a vicious cycle, trapped in a cyclone
my own emotions betray me – disciple
do me like judas, do it like brutus
know i’ve been through this, huh
brain thinking different
thoughts in my mind break the surface like tension
nervous, anxious – i’m complacent
treat me like a mental patient
outside in, like exhibition
my -ss need an exorcism
drink to free my inhibitions
think i’m me but never listen
drink to free my inhibitions
think i’m me but never listen

[beat switch]

part ii – basis

[verse 2: kissthecrook]
any god you f-ckin with i’ll send yo -ss up just to meet with him
type of guy you tussle with, just know you ain’t defeatin him
victoria’s secret, my profession
blowin stress out my f-ckin’ barrel
make a p-ssy suck on the smoke
inhale the vapors, the b-tch take a toke
boys laughin’ at your corpse, yo -ss a joke
thought they was f-ckin’ with you, they remote
isolated from fakes, they controlling the tapes (yuh)
i choose what to view
ask for specifics but what do you do?
they want the deets?
then yo -ss on the news

oh no, dont rat on crew – you done came and went
no matter what happens
i’m a strappin gent, keep it formal on my side
gala with hadid, every day of the week
suckin’ on my seed, succeed
not normal
i am not f-cking basic
chef up my sh-t on a daily basis
you want a plate? well then come have a seat
by the time the smoke clears, my sh-t be on repeat
yelling my name while you begging for your own
see you in h-ll, the devil egging me on
hanging with zombies like my name was leon
and this is my precedent inside your residence (f-ck!)

- kissthecrook lyrics

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