Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire - The Cauldron - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1] Beer goggles, fear nada My tears dry slow Used to stay up 'til 1am Just to watch the Apollo Used to be scared to sleep My mother might be dead when I woke Reminiscin', heavy visions Gave me chills while I wrote Parasuco's, late night Ironing my school clothes Cut party, bumpin' NEXT "Baby Getting' Too Close" We was only humpin' I was suckin' titties then Then shit got serious All my niggas hustlin' I was broke as fuck My best friend was gettin' money 2.5 had the Porsche The GS, we was stuntin' Played my little songs in his Range We was frontin' Young, totin' guns just for fun Never bust 'em Hypnotic and Hennessy Enemies, we jumped them Rumbling in the jungle While we stumblin' Wondering, what we done To become hunted Jumped in the Devil's cauldron With the dumplings From then, my only function been malfunction (Rhythmic Gibberish) [Sample] [Verse 2] My dick floatin' in the bubble bath Plottin' out my future Reflectin' on my past Livin' the now, cause the now is perfect You can't spoil now The just then, she took off her towel Gave me head like she worship me Like we was married in a past life Like she was readin' me my last rites Gift and a curse, it's your worst Usurped in inertia Your persistent peril To quench your thirst for nirvana Condoms and sewer water, filled with regrets I moved and put no furniture in my crib Suffocated by my success My destiny sweats Skewing my vision, ? Fuel my indecision I ain't dissin', I'm just venting Fuck that nigga That whole shit was my fault For deferring from my mission Tell my niggas, never count my money Tell these leechin' ass bitches Stay the fuck from me Tell my OGs I love them Never doubt my judgement I got some things in my head That I can't discuss with them And that's hard Bombarded by bombs They can blow your ass apart My moms got cancer, told me when I got off tour And it put in perspective what was most important With 'em chasin' The fuckin' ? that I'm caught in Deals with Satan The same shit I was avoiding Became the same shit I turned around and deemed important I need my soul Badly eatin' at my sanity My inner sanctum's being sacrificed for vanity See, I'm forgettin' who I am Or who I planned to be And all my niggas ain't no help They just as scared as me Remember 'fore ?, swore we'd never change, y'all Now we all afraid to talk But got the same thoughts Perplexin' how you can have everything you want But at the same time have nothin' at all I don't need nobody's approval
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