Two Door Corpses
Really fantastic and beautiful
Fantastic and beautiful, fantastic and beautiful
Brass belts, doing dabs 'til the glass melts
Salvador Dali the Ferrari till the dash melt
The Dalai Lama with Malin + Goetz synthesizers
Money and the power's the constant reminder
And there's nothing not to love about it
'Cept when you stuck up in it tryna get the fuck up out it
Working all the days and the nights long
Now its moving metal all up on my home
I'm on a vision quest to get the bigger checks
Yeah, my zone is blizzard-esque
No, I ain't leaving until the vision right
Creative overdrive, lightning wrist exercise
And when it's rapping time, I get on extra grind
I fucked a ditz bitch, she passed the test this time
White lighters all over the house
Fresh Tec smoke, aimed at your neck, throat
And that's what y'all do, you let me down
And if it falls down will they stick around?
I'm mad at my leaders, cuz they ain't it either
My outfit is Italian - Parisian
Really fantastic and beautiful, fantastic and beautiful
Really fantastic and beautiful, the feeling is always mutual
I love what I do, I do what I love
I love what I love, I love what I love
I love what I do, I do what I love
I love what I love, I love what I love
Really fantastic and beautiful, fantastic and beautiful
Really fantastic and beautiful, the feeling is always mutual
The feeling is always mutual
Fantastic and beautiful, fantastic and beautiful
Brass belts, doing dabs 'til the glass melts
Salvador Dali the Ferrari till the dash melt
The Dalai Lama with Malin + Goetz synthesizers
Money and the power's the constant reminder
And there's nothing not to love about it
'Cept when you stuck up in it tryna get the fuck up out it
Working all the days and the nights long
Now its moving metal all up on my home
I'm on a vision quest to get the bigger checks
Yeah, my zone is blizzard-esque
No, I ain't leaving until the vision right
Creative overdrive, lightning wrist exercise
And when it's rapping time, I get on extra grind
I fucked a ditz bitch, she passed the test this time
White lighters all over the house
Fresh Tec smoke, aimed at your neck, throat
And that's what y'all do, you let me down
And if it falls down will they stick around?
I'm mad at my leaders, cuz they ain't it either
My outfit is Italian - Parisian
Really fantastic and beautiful, fantastic and beautiful
Really fantastic and beautiful, the feeling is always mutual
I love what I do, I do what I love
I love what I love, I love what I love
I love what I do, I do what I love
I love what I love, I love what I love
Really fantastic and beautiful, fantastic and beautiful
Really fantastic and beautiful, the feeling is always mutual
The feeling is always mutual
Credits
Writer(s): Saayid Harris
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