Delusional Thomas, Da$H - The Jesuits lyrics
[Delusional Thomas, Da$H - The Jesuits lyrics]
From, yeah, from, from, from, from
Right out the backyard
Rhymes out the crack jar
The facts are that Mac brought
The cash for the caviar
Laugh hard, staying out the way of bad karma
And black tar covered demons
When they have drama
You latch onto hope, but it ain't working out
This garden snake you knew done
Grew into a serpent now
And my mind is perverted, foul, wow
My time, you've got to earn it now
Alright, dance circles around the lava
And bitches coming over just to
Twerk around the casa
Yeah, lemme see that ass, bitch (Haha)
Yeah, as the Virgin Mary get deflowered
Arouse her
And let her put her mouth in my trousers
Woke up
Made a couple million 'fore I showered
Spent an hour with Jack Bauer
And the kids from Rocket
Power watching television
Sometimes the truth is better
When it's fiction it's never written
Never find a bed in prison
Dealing with addictions when I beat it
Then it's switching to something else
Shit, I'm only running from myself
But, I'm running fast and I'm tired
Fucking sleepy, man
Give me some fucking orange juice
Put some peyote in that shit
My whole fucking life is a science experiment
(Buggin') terrorist rhetoric
Stare make the Devil flinch (Pussy)
Paint is hemorrhaging, the roof is scabbin'
Finna peel off
Sky's teal hand rolling in eel sauce
A bit harder to look at put a home invasion
Throw the earnings in my book bag
Learned about that Xanax and Opana, 'cause
Ain't nobody really ever taught me
How to cook crack, but
I got about half a Rite-Aid in my book bag
Bitch, I'm always high, that's why I look sad
Glad bag full of kush
Burn the same bush Moses
Had a conversation with
Could make a Mason bitch Croatian dick (yeah)
We run a train, you finna date the bitch
(Fucker) the new age, Johnny Blaze and shit
I got the homies in your neighborhood
Knocking like these niggas lost a dog (Dog)
Momma looking for her boy
She better call the morgue
I'm a ball hog, I tell my niggas
"I ain't finna pass it"
You ain't gonna dunk, smoking Hawaiian Skunk
Elephant tusk necklace just to
Provide the stunt (You seen me)
Wear a Waldo outfit
You wouldn't find me once
I hit the ocean floor inside a slut
Disintegrate into the finest dust
(Then I poof) , I'm out, nigga like that
Right out the backyard
Rhymes out the crack jar
The facts are that Mac brought
The cash for the caviar
Laugh hard, staying out the way of bad karma
And black tar covered demons
When they have drama
You latch onto hope, but it ain't working out
This garden snake you knew done
Grew into a serpent now
And my mind is perverted, foul, wow
My time, you've got to earn it now
Alright, dance circles around the lava
And bitches coming over just to
Twerk around the casa
Yeah, lemme see that ass, bitch (Haha)
Yeah, as the Virgin Mary get deflowered
Arouse her
And let her put her mouth in my trousers
Woke up
Made a couple million 'fore I showered
Spent an hour with Jack Bauer
And the kids from Rocket
Power watching television
Sometimes the truth is better
When it's fiction it's never written
Never find a bed in prison
Dealing with addictions when I beat it
Then it's switching to something else
Shit, I'm only running from myself
But, I'm running fast and I'm tired
Fucking sleepy, man
Give me some fucking orange juice
Put some peyote in that shit
My whole fucking life is a science experiment
(Buggin') terrorist rhetoric
Stare make the Devil flinch (Pussy)
Paint is hemorrhaging, the roof is scabbin'
Finna peel off
Sky's teal hand rolling in eel sauce
A bit harder to look at put a home invasion
Throw the earnings in my book bag
Learned about that Xanax and Opana, 'cause
Ain't nobody really ever taught me
How to cook crack, but
I got about half a Rite-Aid in my book bag
Bitch, I'm always high, that's why I look sad
Glad bag full of kush
Burn the same bush Moses
Had a conversation with
Could make a Mason bitch Croatian dick (yeah)
We run a train, you finna date the bitch
(Fucker) the new age, Johnny Blaze and shit
I got the homies in your neighborhood
Knocking like these niggas lost a dog (Dog)
Momma looking for her boy
She better call the morgue
I'm a ball hog, I tell my niggas
"I ain't finna pass it"
You ain't gonna dunk, smoking Hawaiian Skunk
Elephant tusk necklace just to
Provide the stunt (You seen me)
Wear a Waldo outfit
You wouldn't find me once
I hit the ocean floor inside a slut
Disintegrate into the finest dust
(Then I poof) , I'm out, nigga like that