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call me Vegas
I just... WANT A... BAD BITCH
To make me grits
Wrist so lit
Windows down gotta bump that nip
Other guys do it by not like this... trick ahh

Lost in thought process
Rhyme without reason
Conned by cropped comments
Cries account treason
Caught the mob's bombs
In minds the sound's screaming

captures the contour in it's place
No medium can help the artist's eye
No added hours stops the soul's lust
Persuasion of the naughty bits, punctuated by

you gonna take me?" 
He said "You're just what I've been looking for" 

The hands they felt like they belonged
They ran a course along her contours with

your senses close your eyes
This will make the time go by
Elevation of sensation
No one's even been this high
Grab the structure by the bones
Nice

of sight 
The moment are parallel lines cross 
It's a new space mapped by the curve of your lips 
And the contour of your hips 
A fresh paradise so uncharted

land used to be mine
But now I'm starving by your absence
In a deep dark mine
I don't have my guard now
It's the reflection in your eyes
That makes me

Even by dreaming about it, I receive radiation
Sensing that tepid whiff of ozone, Soul Ionization
In slumber I migrate towards it, gravitated by its

the edges
propelled by gravity


I'm both particle and stream
I draw the contours of my nature with my trace
for the first time
every day of the last million

Turn on the ring light
Check your contours
Be sure your style is trending right now

Been two hours
Always want more
Pin on your smile
This

I'm quite the literary hermit
Think myself erudite; scholastic
Pretentious poser oh I know
Oh, my darling oh, oh, oh
Well by now you really ought

to achieve it,
She kissing the man who was on tour
Blush on her vanity, feeding her energy
Give me a taste of that contour
What is that FENDI, (ion know)
Girl

Yeah!
Every now and then, you've got life...
You've got life locked up in a chair...
Gotta grab life...
By its muthafxckin neck...
Look that

Memorise your contours
You're dropping me home
It's getting kind of weird now
I don't feel alone
This time it's different
This time it's new
I think

red, the color of hate
They named her Medusa

Famed actress on a stage corrupted by love long gone
Mold settled but daddy never did
So only loneliness,

Kto by pomyślał,
że tak dobrze mnie znasz
Posiadasz wrażliwość by dotknąć mnie tak
Bolesne słowa obrócić w żart
Kto by pomyślał

Przemierzamy

Composed and on point - from tip to toe, she slips for show, as it melts me down, down to the bone, repeat it all a-

Contours of your body formed by trails

eyes, put the pussy right inside my king sized
Blonde hoes know by now, I'm no good at bye byes
Contours like wow, pussy wet I might drown

Some say

stride, rob shop rite & hack markets
raunchy I’m resilient, I need to harvest by a million 
new grace affiliates, black comets crash by a new dawn 

im

the spark and you'll meet the flame
Just like the Starks', you'll fear the name
Go check the charts, a new Kings in play
And I'm backed by a Dragon
With my

Got murked by Little T
Now you're getting murked by me
You shagged bare lads, you're a little sket
Have you heard your bars, they're fucking pep

Pelagic born
Foyer unknown
The mound of sand where I was born
Long swept away by unrelenting waves

J'inspecte les dépouilles vides de rêves jamais

Who else can heal sores
Throughout your contour
Put Him in your core
To chase the sin stored, Yeah, yeah
They run like par core
You better be sure
I'm

now
I’m gifted, I’m lifted, I’m in the clouds
I rhyme by the pound
Been climbing up this mountain
I’m connecting to the roots like Wi-Fi routers
Plenty