mockla - i'd like to die in paris lyrics
lately, i’ve been feelin empty, baby let me see yo booty
i been feelin dizzy, ima zombie in a white t
baby bone waiting on a phone, feel like i’m stuck in a dome
missing my home, im diggin and diggin in poem
spit it on the microphone but no one comes
to pick me up in pieces but all i see are racist
believing on fake stories are fake homies
such a normies, dont you notice?
there’s no peace, my souls p+ssed
i dont care who did this
i’d love to die in paris in solstice yuh
lately, i’ve been feelin empty, baby let me see yo booty
i been feelin dizzy, ima zombie in a white t
baby bone waiting on a phone, feel like i’m stuck in a dome
missing my home, im diggin and diggin in poem
spit it on the microphone but no one comes
to pick me up in pieces but all i see are racist
believing on fake stories are fake homies
such a normies, dont you notice?
there’s no peace, my souls p+ssed
i dont care who did this
i’d love to die in paris in solstice yuh
striving for survival yet i still feel suicidal
f+ck a title f+ck a rival i just wanna f+ck a model
yeah i minding my own business, while consuming nicotine
yeah i’m dreaming with my friends while we driving limousine
the collision on my mind man i turn it into rhyme
i know myself, i’m fine there’s no reason man to lie
wait to the day i shine, uhuh
wait to the day i shine, uhuh
wait to the day i shine, uhuh
wait to the day i shine, yuh
the collision on my mind man i turn it into rhyme
i know myself, i’m fine there’s no reason man to lie
wait to the day i shine, uhuh
wait to the day i shine, uhuh
wait to the day i shine, uhuh
wait to the day i shine, yuh
lately, i’ve been feelin empty, baby let me see yo booty
i been feelin dizzy, ima zombie in a white t
baby bone waiting on a phone, feel like i’m stuck in a dome
missing my home, im diggin and diggin in poem
spit it on the microphone but no one comes
to pick me up in pieces but all i see are racist
believing on fake stories are fake homies
such a normies, dont you notice?
there’s no peace, my souls p+ssed
i dont care who did this
i’d love to die in paris in solstice yuh, yuh
lately, i’ve been feelin empty, baby let me see yo booty
i been feelin dizzy, ima zombie in a white t
baby bone waiting on a phone, feel like i’m stuck in a dome
missing my home, im diggin and diggin in poem
spit it on the microphone but no one comes
to pick me up in pieces but all i see are racist
believing on fake stories are fake homies
such a normies, dont you notice?
there’s no peace, my souls p+ssed
i dont care who did this
i’d love to die in paris in solstice yuh, yuh
[allan watts]
once the mind had seen through
all fear and all hope, it finds peace within itself
in a state of awareness, beyond thought
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