G-Punk

Time to go
About an hour or so
Let me be myself
I don't wanna be somebody else
The system is corrupt
I'm about to erupt
Trees space me out of my mind
A woman who was so damn kind
Writing this for my soul
Most days I feel cold
But today I feel alright
Gonna get some tonight
And the thoughts turn good
And I'm finally understood
Missing the feeling
When your head started reeling
From the kiss she gave to you
All of it was true

G-Punk
G-Punk
G-Punk
G-Punk

A lean, mean, fighting machine
Money is so obscene
Talking in your automobile
I love how you make me feel
Modern day and age
No longer filled with rage
Just serenity
Such an obscenity
Caress my face
That was the case
Now it's absurd
My favorite word
She was a primadonna
Addiction to marijuana
Everything in moderation
I fucking love this sensation

G-Punk
G-Punk
G-Punk
G-Punk



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Writer(s): Zachary Campos
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