Lyrics:
(Mhmmm)
Wrapped in paper, looked like we got TP'd
I stack it like a neat freak, now they acting like they need me
(Uh-uhhh)
Tuck my blues now I get it,
oil ranching;
And when the rain hits the surface it is soil blending;
Verse One:
Hot ten tot tongue;
My words do not sleep, neither slumb;
Yo B
Let's go Harder than we did on Serpents ight
This should be easy
We Naturals By now
Let's get it
YEAH!
Notice
I put all you niggas
Imma Notice
the way you say banana
This ain't another love song, it's more mild mannered
Paper cut so thin, you could see the parts
Got these cowards all around me,
Ladies and gentlemen
You have now reached the midway point of the W.I.L.D. EP
Sounds brought to you exclusively by Mystik Liyon
I hope you enjoy
don't talk to scrubs
I know you heard this song. by TLC
Now I'm eating good
I came a long way from them EBT
And bootlegging them movies
Now I'm spazzing
I'm fucking with Real G's, fucking with real cheese
You know I got to fuck with them and stack the paper
I'm fucking with Real G's, fucking with real
goodbye is death by a thousand cuts
Flashbacks waking me up
I get drunk, but it's not enough
'Cause the morning comes and you're not my baby
I look
till your eyes get cataracts
(Snoop Dogg)
Who got a girl layin' on her back?
(Snoop Dogg)
Who's that makin' that paper stack?
(Snoop Dogg)
You
of my song with the point of a pen
Simple words can be come clever phrases
And chapters could turn into books
Yes if I could just get it on paper
But
reviled though distant by miles
These bipedal rats still elicit a smile
Don the misanthropic lorgnette
Staining rose-colored humanistic sight
At the time
back with all of this bullshit
Bold of you to think I'm absorbed by you, you
Part of it might be true
All my secrets are bodies floating to the surface
This song was manifested by myself and many others
Scratching the surface, how did it get this hard?
I'm finding my purpose no matter where you are
inside my basement
That's where I spent many hours of my formative years
Surrounded by comic books, VHS tapes, kung fu movies, and gadgets, my turntables
Peace Peace with your lungs say peace peace
Peace
Peace
Uh
Peace Peace with your lungs say peace peace
Looking good on paper and in 3D
I had thoughts
the taper
Young paper chaser, had to sacrifice to live my life
Live by the gun, how the fuck you dying by a knife
Had to left em in the past, because I'm only
Geah
Hey (c'mon)
To the full degree (c'mon, geah check it out)
(check it out)
We 'bout it
Gettin' that paper
We 'bout it
Check it out
moms dogs
Please don't let me die today
I'm on a mission lord
Tryna get this paper
Please forgive me lord
I been around the block
I seen some crazy shit
grain switching lanes yea
Day dreamer deep thinker star gazer paper chaser I'm a hustler by nature
Not cuz I hate ya got nothing but love for ya I wish
get my paper I'm gone, same song
I drive for your ?
Man you must have made a wrong turn, dead wrong
I gotta hold on
'Cause niggaz in these streets
a bottle and a song
Splinters of thought dropping slowly
Snapping like branches in the wind
So you light a dog-end smoke
And you're laughing as you choke
Downer
Recorded in Seattle at Reciprocal
Recording by Jack Endino for $600
All songs written by Kurdt Kobain, except
Love Buzz, written by Robby Van
I am an architect
Of days that haven't happened yet
I can't believe a month is all it's been
You know my paper heart
The one I fill with pencil
underneath your plane
Fueled by fire you a cool catch phrase
We're not one and we're not the same
Reputations on a paper stage
I got this song and I got it
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