rev (rap) - pineapple lyrics
[intro:]
shout out to sane beats
rev (rev)
yeah
yeah
yeah
uh
let’s get it
[verse 1: rev]
i just dwell
infinity carries me on
i don’t know if it’s the beat
or
the tempo of this song
fade
away
to that safe place
control the family name sake?
who cares what they say?
we don’t really care anyways
you’re beautiful
my god
where the heck did you come from?
my elixir
sweet on the tongue
still perfect
so let’s run
let’s get away
all kinds of sp-ce
you be the judge and i’m the case
enticing, can i have a taste?
tick tock, no time to waste
uh
and your heart beats warm
this is what my arms are for
inside is where it’s warm
outside i’m not so sure
enjoy the luxury (enjoy the beach)
enjoy the sunset (tires screech)
mouth-to-mouth
part of speech
we’re both falling
out of reach
yeah yeah
here we go, here we go
[verse 2: rev]
on tuesday, we’ll drive out
shop for all your favorite clothes (ching)
wednesday, we’ll stay in
besides netflix, we’re all alone (breaking bad)
thursday, it’ll rain hard
“i’ll keep you warm, just like the sun”
friday, you’ll smile hard
“cause you know, you’ve found the one”
and i’m
(picking up the pieces, pi-ck-cking up the pieces, pieces)
a-and you know that you’re the one that ties it all in it’s place
e-even when i feel the need to just jump off and get lifted
i can count on you to remind me that it’s not all a waste
now make haste
we’re traveling
underground, like javelin
in the room, i’m babbling
underwater, paddling
i’m
lost in your mindset (yeah)
in tune with your body frame (yeah)
waking up in a cold sweat
reminded of your name
now it’s monday, and i’m insane
cause you left me here, this doesn’t change
swear it’s all the same, i hate this fame
you’re a joker
no card game
and it’s me to blame, a d-mn bl–dy shame
i hit the target, with no aim
miley cyrus
i can’t be tamed
i love this, can i make a claim?
who are you?
do you think of me?
no room to stand on, or air to breathe
i’m tripping hard, the neighbors can see
i run from god, adam and eve
but you ring the bell
scared as h-ll
i smell your smell
crying i can tell
open the door
drop to the floor
you ask for more
now this is war
you swore
you’d never get me confused
but every time the weekend comes
the struggle comes in, in twos
spiked all in the outside
soft is your inner core
beautiful and tropical
but aw man, you make me sore
[outro:]
yeah
imma let it ride
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