Lyrics:
dreams like inception
I can tell you a leech, just by ya aura
All you do is make up shit like Sephora
Sly Devil, on the side, tryna swipe shit, swipe shit
is flying full
At half-mast
For the matadors
Who turned their backs
To please the crowd
And all fell before the bull
Red was the color of his blood
Matador matador music's my bull
And I'm grabbing it by the horns
When I'm on top
They gon want me to pass the torch
Imma keep rapping till I know my
Cooking up
Little nigga I was starving
Dodging the bull like a matador
I got the sauce and
The seasoning baby
u know the vision is tunnel
I was chasing
Despite the fear cinching my throat
And though you said it helped
I felt fettered by the yoke
If there was a way to
Shift my atoms
To be there now I would
But heres one thing
You won't take advantage of me (Uh)
Matador, matador
Back door is open, flood up the streets
Shattered door, pattered floor
But
Oh I gotta let you go
Yeah I gotta let it go
So many red flags you would think I was a matador
But I never been here before
No I never been here before
I thought I was close again
Felt the fabric on my skin
Before it pulled away
And hey, I'm hanging by a thread
And it's not like I don't understand
pulled away
cnd hey, I'm hanging by a thread
cnd it's not like I don't understand
More the slipping through my hands
That's driving me insane
Today I'm
holdet er ramt med mig
Lam med mig
Holder cirklen lille har ik mange venner
Ik nogen ny samme venner
Min by København med mig
Din fest lort
Brormand din
miles for you
(Chorus)
Got a Jones for the matador
Wave the flag and get me wanting more
All you wanted was a back and forth
But it ain't game if I
the Capetonian infidel
Skarrel by voet by train or the taxi
Charged to the maxi I didn't need a battery
I budgeted my income and expenditures exactly
A smart man
The owl of Zaragoza
Is sitting by my window
Daring me out
As I sit there by my piano
I let spiders take my hands
Daring the words to entwine
Why's
addiction to the bet
as if folding would be your undo
like bed sheets to a lit cigarette
and like the velveteen matador
a lonely singer serenades
veronica
Davenport
Confused and hurt, hunger had me madder
than a matador
When being impaled by the bullhorn
My lucid verses become the outlet of my scorn
I felt like
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
to guide us most when
We have no light to see throughout all our darkest days
And troubled ways
Meet me at the door by the garden
Meet me at the door
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
jumpin' and the fly girls are staren'
People under 40...Yo! Let's get down
Because they need more break and now it's sliced by Shay
The records out so don't
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
squeezers
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me, somethin' like a pentagon
Strike with
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
Bitch, yeah, ha
Compton most wanted
Haunted by the ghost of the dead
Climbing out the casket
With a bullet in the head
All blue, all red, smothers
mama do rodeo, your papa do the saville row
I bite you, ain't no antidotes
The red blouse do arouse, I come at you like a matador
Does attract horny
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