Cadence Weapon - Juliann Wilding - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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Have you ever done coke off a book? It ain’t the bible but it’ll have to do This happened in Wilding’s large art room Where young men and women stay sparse at night Bumping tech house, technical drinks Juliann lives it big, I think There are millions of people that act when they’re kids I’m sure they end up exactly like this I’m not bohemian like you Not if I was the last one on earth She digs, she digs, I’d dig her back I’d bribe the bride with thick kickbacks She lives just past Rice Howard Way I know some assholes that teach me that crime pays But they all have one thing in common Fashionable miss, they need the queen bitch [Hook] Ms. Wilding, Mr. Weapon Repartee on every other day I know about dames and the games they play Just remember what we used to say Your friends and enemies both dislike me If the rumors were true, I’d hate me too But I’m cold on the wire, I’ve never been in Wire I was watching The Wire when we first met Like disposable cells, I was focused as hell Mega Man 4 is still my favorite one I pushed my will on 2/21 Somewhere around jager 19 Then I turned 20 and turned my wheel To feel myself steal Achilles good heel And I didn’t want to weird her out, no doubt So I felt myself write something mildly committal Where I styled around with esoteric terms To articulate the profundity in our words Contemporaries, got it locked so strange Called her Little Man, atomic bomb codenames [Hook] Ms. Wilding, Mr. Weapon Repartee on every other day I know about dames and the games they play Just remember what we used to say Deep down, you find me foolish Youthful ideals, how does it feel? My old guard fears your face Based on the space of our embrace, give chase In the race for respect from a female elder I hold heat like a welder or Prometheus in you At times, yeah, the men are tools I accept being used, your core is cool Not cruel, you’re good on the cover I don’t read books, I can’t be your lover And I’m not stupid, I don’t lie on paper or between it Juliann dreams like a behemoth She likes the boys in the bands Says that he’s her all-time favorite But I’m less Rick and more Richard D Please don’t start dissing me [Hook] Ms. Wilding, Mr. Weapon Repartee on every other day I know about dames and the games they play Just remember what we used to say
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