Gemini
Got both sides like an unfinished project
I just need cash to finish my logic
I got plans to make you act like a faucet
I am the devil lucifers father
No not an angel don't even bother
Might slit a throat if bitch a bother
If shit is going any further
Might contact a lawyer
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
I got clowns for some friends
Only five of us in the flesh
Only two of them passing through hedge
One over the internet
And two in my head
Picking sides over bands
Picking up the money I can
I'll need the cash for my plans
To get a house with some plants
I'm leaving my home as fast as a fan
I ain't looking for cons - don't get to my head
I ain't looking for trash, too many bags in debt
I'm sorry did I tug your eye
Might pull one out and make dry
I'm sorry lost your appetite
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
I just need cash to finish my logic
I got plans to make you act like a faucet
I am the devil lucifers father
No not an angel don't even bother
Might slit a throat if bitch a bother
If shit is going any further
Might contact a lawyer
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
I got clowns for some friends
Only five of us in the flesh
Only two of them passing through hedge
One over the internet
And two in my head
Picking sides over bands
Picking up the money I can
I'll need the cash for my plans
To get a house with some plants
I'm leaving my home as fast as a fan
I ain't looking for cons - don't get to my head
I ain't looking for trash, too many bags in debt
I'm sorry did I tug your eye
Might pull one out and make dry
I'm sorry lost your appetite
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
Going on the highway like I'm fucking air
I'm flying leave a bitch in despair
You want talent I'll give them the chair
I ain't here to perform
I'm here to play fair
Credits
Writer(s): Mantas šiudeikis
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