(Fuck sake, man)

[Verse 1: Kid Bookie]
I’m coming of age
Where many a’ people around me are suddenly falling for pussy for all of these women becoming a slave!
(it’s mad) MAD
Steadily pacing I manifest thoughts to bring me the future I rapidly taught today!
(it’s sad) SAD
‘cause some of the friends that was riding from young are deciding i’m done and are plotting my grave in ways!
(ah man) AH MAN
I’m telling the truth is there anyone true, I can’t really assume is a frenemy truly bad!
(oh wait) OH WAIT
I ain’t as dumb as I look i’m a son of crook I was doing this throwing my lyrics pad
When you was just nearly a nut in a jimmy instead he decided to pull it off, BANG!
A baby was born in the shape of a horn
They called it the Devil he’s raising a storm
With a cape and a sword, he’s capable of
Breaking the game like a Sega went pop
You fuckers are lucky you’re walking in public
I’m grabbing your clothes and taking ‘em off!
I follow the bible of Bookie, you took me for nothing and now that I’m something I’m coming with trouble a double rebuttal thats backing me up from the tunnel of FUCK ALL!

[Chorus: Christie]
I had a premonition yeah
From the beginning I know I ain’t tripping
From the dank that I’m smoking, The rum that i’m sipping
You mix that with a yat and you know, that I’m missing
Try'na steer clear, enough tings blur my vision
But no lust could ever make a man abort the mission
But with love yeah we have a chance
I won’t stop until I.. (fuck sake man)
[Verse 2: Nasaan]
My Love a dime, bands on nickel back, I need all my pennies
Soon to run London ain't even walk the city
Tend to find that offending find me, fire me with semis..
Automatics, you n***as pussy not even kidding
I got a feeling Kianna might leave me for drama
Or some other n***a with commas its common my come up on time, and its times where Kianna don't love me i see all the signs
I got a feeling the feelings I'm feeling extend from the n***as who feeling to feel and to fill in positions i’m given, its given you n***as is not gon' get it, I
Don’t get it couldn't get it never got it forced to pop it, look inside the oxo toxic
Iced veins, numbing pain, keeping sane, escaping feelings forced to pocket
Pac to pocket packed emotions, 'Side devotion, purple potion slowing process..
Yeah, motion timeless feeling like i’m hopeless, honest
I feel the tension, no want for these conditions
Times i think suicidal, idols make it hard decisions
Articulate the vision, stuck in the wrong position
Doubtful feelings I'm feeling titled as premonition

[Chorus: Christie]
I had a premonition yeah
From the beginning I know I ain’t tripping
From the dank that I’m smoking, The rum that i’m sipping
You mix that with a yat and you know, that I’m missing
Try'na steer clear, enough tings blur my vision
But no lust could ever make a man abort the mission
But with love yeah we have a chance
I won’t stop until I.. (fuck sake man)
[Verse 3: Dot Rotten]
I have a story to tell ima’ make it known
I knew I was cursed when the shaman spoke and I woke up in a strangers cloak and my face was old
Black skin and basic clothes with many hopes of obtaining gold and these dreams all seemed up in the air like I sprayed cologne
I weren’t waiting for these masters to slay me my mind and heart was set on departing from slavery its crazy ‘cause now that my chains are broke
I’ll be ready to take the globe, its game of thrones, it was lost, but I made it home, they wanted me dead decaying bones but how can you case a ghost!
Any enemy next to me is an endangered soul, I’ll slaughter a bunny rabbit but save a crow, insane I know
I’ll sell dynamite to your ladies skull and watch her brain explode just after she gave me blows, don’t put your faith in hoes!
All I ever received from this music was fame and foes, the knowledge of where satan rolls and the incentive to break the mould
Hyping how, I’ll wrap a knife around a pagans throat, for aiming slow, its murder in cold blood, laugh after the case is closed!

[Chorus: Christie]
I had a premonition yeah
From the beginning I know I ain’t tripping
From the dank that I’m smoking, The rum that i’m sipping
You mix that with a yat and you know, that I’m missing
Try'na steer clear, enough tings blur my vision
But no lust could ever make a man abort the mission
But with love yeah we have a chance
I won’t stop until I.. (fuck sake man)

[Outro]
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