MANDARIN
People dying left and right
I just wanna know if I get satalite
Demons scare me more then malice appetite
Fuck her on TV thats how I spend the night.
I ain't giving no advice
See me lighting candlelights
Get me more delighted if they
Stack up on the muffin bites
I see you at the corner throwing
Needles at the mountain bikes
They'll kick you out of Huddle House
If you ain't really looking right
Ill spit you out if you steppin on my feet
I swear to Jah and my boy Josh
That ill keep repping till I sleep
They want me dead
They do me dirty
But this time im gonna eat
I'm in the kitchen
Green adobo
So you know its gone be heat
Protect ya health before your pride
Boy it get frosty in the tress
They'll leave you hydrated on nicotine
Impossible to sleep
A deemed official planning liquor stores
Dont want you making 3
There ain't no peace and ain't nobody
Give a fuck bout how you feel
Ill row the boat if you think heaven
Finna feed my momma kids
I drown myself in broken nerves cause
I be fucked up on the pills
That enterprise be taxing heavy
Cause them bureaus always trip
I fucked around in people lives
But I be lucky if I sleep
You can catch me down in Mandarin
For morsels of that weed
But when its dark boi it get cold
You better watch where you put your feet
Cause if you looking dead as fuck
They gonna smash you in your teeth
And they go'n leave you in the gutter
Leave your shoes if you dont scream
Boy if you put dirt on my rug
Ill leave you dusty in these streets
Find me linen beige in carpet
Here in Jacksonville you sleep
I wanna dance up on the hills but I got stuck on 95
Under allegance to your pride
Until you see your family die
And I ain't praying
Took my granny
Now my auntie
Tell me why
I need a reason to go on
You know I live a reckless life
Internal conflict consume everyone
The difference is the cry
I sit around and watch the road
The human beings and the sky
People dying left and right
I just wanna know if I get satalite
Demons scare me more then malice appetite
Fuck her on TV thats how I spend the night.
I aint giving no advice
See me lighting candlelights
Get me more delighted if they
Stack up on the muffin bites
I see you at the corner throwing
Needles at the mountain bikes
They'll kick you out of Huddle House
If you ain't really looking right.
If you aint really looking right
If you aint really looking right
If you aint really looking right
I just wanna know if I get satalite
Demons scare me more then malice appetite
Fuck her on TV thats how I spend the night.
I ain't giving no advice
See me lighting candlelights
Get me more delighted if they
Stack up on the muffin bites
I see you at the corner throwing
Needles at the mountain bikes
They'll kick you out of Huddle House
If you ain't really looking right
Ill spit you out if you steppin on my feet
I swear to Jah and my boy Josh
That ill keep repping till I sleep
They want me dead
They do me dirty
But this time im gonna eat
I'm in the kitchen
Green adobo
So you know its gone be heat
Protect ya health before your pride
Boy it get frosty in the tress
They'll leave you hydrated on nicotine
Impossible to sleep
A deemed official planning liquor stores
Dont want you making 3
There ain't no peace and ain't nobody
Give a fuck bout how you feel
Ill row the boat if you think heaven
Finna feed my momma kids
I drown myself in broken nerves cause
I be fucked up on the pills
That enterprise be taxing heavy
Cause them bureaus always trip
I fucked around in people lives
But I be lucky if I sleep
You can catch me down in Mandarin
For morsels of that weed
But when its dark boi it get cold
You better watch where you put your feet
Cause if you looking dead as fuck
They gonna smash you in your teeth
And they go'n leave you in the gutter
Leave your shoes if you dont scream
Boy if you put dirt on my rug
Ill leave you dusty in these streets
Find me linen beige in carpet
Here in Jacksonville you sleep
I wanna dance up on the hills but I got stuck on 95
Under allegance to your pride
Until you see your family die
And I ain't praying
Took my granny
Now my auntie
Tell me why
I need a reason to go on
You know I live a reckless life
Internal conflict consume everyone
The difference is the cry
I sit around and watch the road
The human beings and the sky
People dying left and right
I just wanna know if I get satalite
Demons scare me more then malice appetite
Fuck her on TV thats how I spend the night.
I aint giving no advice
See me lighting candlelights
Get me more delighted if they
Stack up on the muffin bites
I see you at the corner throwing
Needles at the mountain bikes
They'll kick you out of Huddle House
If you ain't really looking right.
If you aint really looking right
If you aint really looking right
If you aint really looking right
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Writer(s): Jose De Leon
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