REVERIE
How We Do It
Coming from the left, but you hear it from the right
Coming at you slow, dark as fuck, like the night
Creeping up. leaking out
The trunk of my car. so far- 1,2,3 with the bar
To the dome, in the face. all for the taste
The blood in my mouth as I'm staring into space
And I'm feeling real sadistic. blood on my palms
Inhale the decay cuz I'm twisted
Just listen. I'm sicker- than an mother fucker that existed
Can't even fix it. demented like charlie
Manson. no parley. enhancing the scene
Sickest bitch on the team
As you scream and i giggle my regime is belittled
In the middle, front center, beat the cat with the fiddle
While the cow tries to jump on the moon while i gut it
Hey diddle diddle, now the problem is confronted
I want it, i get it. you want it? forget it
That's the truth, that's the law, and it is cuz i said it
Embed it in your brain cuz nothing s gonna change
You still call me daddy when i ask whats my name!
Okaaaaay, oh yes
Let ma take a few quick seconds while i catch my breath
Now I'm back with these rhymes
Non stop, everyday, every hour, every time
Every second, no delay
Black nails, pink lips, little waist, big hips
Fantasy, fantasize, look at me as i strip, i'm the shit!
That's just it! I'm a god, I'm a queen, I'm a pope
Get on your knees, suck my pussy till you choke
Don't apologize. that's the only way to make amends
I'm balling out of control. step away from my benz