Lyrics:
the light pass right on through this prism made by you
I pour it out
Hey babe
You're my pink frost strawberry shake
And I'm exploring every shade
I'm finally
Fought over prisms and a forty day flood!
Come onto mama!
Well, I say rainbows did more
Than they've ever done!
So why do we gotta fight over ideas?
We're
we wishing
I've been commissioned to deprison the prism of your mind
Spit the wisdom of the one devine
Close encounter of the wonder kind, front
screened
Just well schemed
I'm trying to have wealth for
My well being by 18 pockets healthy green
What the fuck is 12 beans?
I need the cake and cream
to turn your head and don't look
Inside my rhyme book
You might get your whole soul took
I make the world shake, I make the world shake
Then the whole
sifts through the colors, forgetting the light
That must shine through the prism to bring them to life
So I look to my God and all I see is the sky
While
intelligence just shakes it head
We're fated to be a desolative race
The DNA itself is corrupt
Running low on time to correct the mother fucking disruption
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
pressure but over the lies
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
'Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
and Hollywood drinking 40's in the hood
Tila Tila shake that ass like you know you should
Hollywood Undead, get it through your head, download this song, put in
the college Southern Con, known as SCSU
But when I often go and visit they say, "P bust a rhyme"
I shake my head and then chuckle, and throw up the peace sign
a story, I can summarize
In my head, I said I you like a hundred times
Let the bus take you home, fuck a Uber ride
Girl I'm too excited, what it do
screened
Just well schemed
I'm trying to have wealth for
My well being by 18 pockets healthy green
What the fuck is 12 beans?
I need the cake and cream
she tryna jerk me
Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (shake, shake)
Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake
Built a house up
the game 'til it say "out of order"
Put the high score up
Then tear the floor up
On the world tour with your whore out in Europe
Head on the tour bus
Do
the game 'til it say "out of order"
Put the high score up
Then tear the floor up
On the world tour with your whore out in Europe
Head on the tour bus
Do
a red light gotta
Get my head right
Stop tripping over stones cast
By those without sin
Listen to the word within
Begin
Back when I started
Never dreamed
she tryna jerk me
Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (shake, shake)
Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake
Built a house up
the game 'til it say "out of order"
Put the high score up
Then tear the floor up
On the world tour with your whore out in Europe
Head on the tour bus
Do
on the final stretch
How you gona mark man down
Top striker that’s easy
Heavy is the head of the crown
Always upfront by myself
So you can be on the wing
That
stakes they high!
I won't flop but flip cakes and breaks to rip shop and why not?
Well go head I'm 'bout to that's right no doubt dude
That's tight why
on the monitors
And you won't know me by incisors or metacarpus
Claim carcass, head on the wall, body starting the metamorphose
They say we Bitter-ly hold
at?)
Gats, I pull it (where New York at?)
Heads be duckin' when New York be bussin' (Where New York at? Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Take that
Welcome to New
Threw my set up at some
Mo' gang parties in LA gangsta Gibbs
Los Angeles
Do it (Shake that body, party that bod-)
Uh, I do it
(Shake that body, party that
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