The World Is As Soft As Lace

Felt

Score: 9
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Played: 8

Album:

The Splendour Of Fear

Genres:

80s
Indie
Indie pop
Hip hop
Post punk

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[Verse:] Um, Hello, my stomach’s aching where’s the Maalox A burning sensation for my demonstration Got grandma’s spaghetti spread over my sweater Soon as I stay up, and record keeps played on Mamba on the news, rip to a great one Legends be lasting for ever And if I’m not striving for it Sure as hell I’m declared done Boy where your stand gone? Fetty that laced,huh? Fake champion feeling When MDMA started Vroom vroom my veins A thousand per second Don’t cross my way You sure be the next one One spliff a day keep the evil away Charging up positively for your eardrums Cockblocks from fake preachers And their religions Be teaching these midgets A fake world to lay on Said Rolling on some shit Running for the check Striving so I stay up late A diamond in a shapping process Never rushing, time is coming Do so as you dare to prompt be My wife insomnia Friend paranoia We swinging threes James Harden on ya We fly high air michael jordan I smack the foolest My flow tight to it My rhymes tattooed On mind like I’m Tunechi I sold my days For wealth and for sake These brothas just snakes See chance dont delay Thought of those days They shitted my face When holding a hand Was much of a grace Now hands on hands They feeling the cash The dickriding game, is served through a dash Man, shit I be shredding the regular, passing competitors Bitch on a dick for a dollar she swerving for Junkie on the street for a hit he been claiming coin I got them hits serving junkies melodic forms Serving them lines out my mind since I was a todd Now them shits clean like a coupe out a dealer shop Bought the batch, profited it, drug game entrepreneur Jordan Belfort I pop xanax on adderrall No cap, you know that Lowkey I’m on that Mvp mode when I roll fat Ball on your grind, I go clockwise Envy’s a bitch, watch a ho ass Otherwise she’ll keep you off track Norco and you go back Land promised to no one Mood now demoniac Fuck her, the world Life, you And leave y’all crabbed Mona lisa She taking control (damn) They don’t get the vision I need disposition Not used to commitment When she looks for ring on Middle for me,oh Guess who’s the evil? Straight from the underworld Up to believers Prayers and preachers The fakes and the real ones The day 1 and still on A pleasure to keep em Loyalty a powerful word Unknowable for Who lacks unity And peace in their soul Demand on control And bullshit involved They playing a game Called fish on a bowl Build they shall come My table so long An enemy’s guest A plate is for all She tweaking a knob Back against the wall And just for the record She dissed me before It’s funny how life And it’s turning points Got pride on aside When interest on [Outro:] Been on my shit Since way before you thought that I was crazy Risking on life for a better tomorrow not promised, ain’t it? Losing my mind and myself thinking people would do what I do for them Funny I ran through a hell though I knew they wouldn’t follow after Shit