Clyde

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Jamal Rashon

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Paper machete, my pen and poetry is deadly
Decapitate your mind, you're scheduled for your beheading
Before he pulled a blick, I pulled a bic, wrote him out of existence
Him or me, live or die, big life decision prison sentence
On the run laying low, heard twelve was knocking at my door
Try to have some fun before I begin reaping what I sew
Money running low so I decide to hit a liquor store
I said I got gun, the place insured so what he reaching for
I swear that super hero instinct be some people weaknesses
Leave a trail of blood in my wake but there'd be no witnesses
Gasoline, matchbox, of course I had to blow the scene
Hot wheels, car swap, reload up on the magazine
Drove for about a hour, I spot a lady hitchhiker
Blood on her hands, on the run, I think I kinda like her
I asked her where she headed, she asked me where I'm going
I said by the seat of my pants into the unknowing
What a coincidence, she said that's where she's headed to
Maybe I can roll with you, some company, be just two
She said her name was Bonnie, I replied my name is Clyde
I said let me be honest as if I had I never lied
I'm on a path of destruction, I'll make you room for seduction
I'll keep my hands to myself and let you do all the smooth touching,
That's when she got in the car and started talking
She came clean, spilled the beans about what made her feel so rotten
Quiet all of a sudden, nobody said nothing,
Dragon lung, I had her blowing that fire, she straight up puffing
Break into vacant cabin in the woods that look like horror flick
Break into a bag shrooms, this is how we deal with it
Vacate our reality, enter other galaxy
Cabin turn to palace, I'm a king and you're her majesty
Then we both grew angels wings, flew higher than we've ever seen
No electricity, we power scene with kerosene,
A cold day in hell but we gone warm it up with body heat
Sex oil, hot cross buns, you know I gotta beat
We can just live in this state of mind for all eternity
OD on some LSD, ecstasy is certainty
Hanging on a life line while death would just flirt with me
Obsessed with dark but we ain't devil worshipping
I think my pen is running dry, it start to stick no longer glide
Woke up out of a trans, yea there never was a homicide

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