East Park Dark Demo

Yeah baby How you do it how you looking so fine Girl you got me buying studio time You in my rhymes like Like you in my dreams And I'm seeing the signs Girl you knew me back when America was online Back way before I made it out the Darkside Yeah and baby I been livin dog years Yeah and no one wanna see they dog die How you lookin so fine I don't wanna cross lines but I lost mine Find me by the East Park rollin up loud Plus I got about a quarter on me right now Hustle like I never worked a day in my life If you think you got it you should say it out loud Way way outa bounds You waiting up now for me Baby get your rest you could lay your head down like Break up how you so fine Traded up how you so fine I ain't been the same since I knew Chester died Now we just killing time Singin Papercut, singin Papercut "Cuz the face inside is right beneath my skin," Bad connections, good pussy gotta keep a balance I'm running the Quarter but bae there's nothing French about it Find me outside of the Brasserie with like a pallet Hot off the truck with Kapri tees and New Balance I don't drink outa cans I need a chalice I got a Disney princess in the palace I got a broken heart I need a surgeon I got a brand new girl and she's a fountain uh Big splash, got a limo out back only thing playing in it my demo don't ask Hope we don't crash Got a whole lot of valuables in the trunk and we never paid tax Camera gotta flash if you got me on snap Need the bright lights baby these scars not a scratch And my guy 3rd tryna roll weed up on the dash but this interior wasn't made for all that now Break up how you so fine Traded up how you so fine I ain't been the same since I knew Chester died Now we just killing time Singin Papercut, singin Papercut "Cuz the face inside is right beneath my skin," I'm way too sentimental Too much heavy metal Too much smoke and mirrors Many leaded pencils All my friends are dead and I should get a medal I remember too much I'd pretend the school bus wasn't hell on earth and I'd defend the rumors Too much coke and ecstasy and sweat and mucus Remember when I went and got the freshest Pumas Someone threw up and I fuckin stepped into All I had on me was Linkin Park CDs Listen I was afraid to sing his part really Grand Theft Auto made us hate the cops That's when Tony shot his fuckin foot and popped wheelies And we never knew it but we risked it all then I made it home I'm like a hopeless Clark Kent And how'd I find the fuckin coldest park bench I told you all this baby it was dark then and It's still dark out Yeah Break up how you so fine Traded up how you so fine I ain't been the same since I knew Chester died Now we just killing time Singin Papercut, singin Papercut "Cuz the face inside is right beneath my skin,"