Jakprogresso - Freight lyrics
[Jakprogresso - Freight lyrics]
One little ghost laid side by
Side by another soul
Another free ghost laid side by
Side by another soul
One little bird lay dead next
To another little soul, yo
:
Vision on point razor to eye
Tinker tape paper sublime
I cook this plate on a fly
Dabbin' like I had a stain on my
Tie, God must be makin' some wine
'cause Purple Rain from my sky
Head cut off then I put makeup on it (Uhm)
I truly hear whispers but take stuff for it
It's track death, I'll lodge yo' axe head
In your face and starе back dead
Year 1300 past tensе, I
Was worshipped by Aztecs
They built me statues made of wax res
I dunno how to cook for crackheads
I trapped acid, the new Ousley?, zowie
(zowie) , smokin' sour weed
Half my fans, listen to House
Beats, backstage lookin' like outreach
On White Sands but not in South Beach
Cauterize her ears so it sounds heep
Ravaging collectors from the North Side
Had an unpleasant surprise this
Morning, when one of the
Containers they were collecting, proved
To be holding the remnants of
A local woman who apparently
Had been mutilated and dismembered
With a power saw
At least according to first reports
From the coroner's office
Uh, yo, words trail when the pen
Stroke, both eyes in trench toes
They still can't phenotype my MO
Set, go (yeah) , hang off a cliff then let go
I put spikes in your wig like you Metro
It's intense like outdoor Pentacostal masses
Bars to the head split pomegranate
Hang cantaloupes with palm in granite
Where motto added (moto added)
Nasty as a hostel mattress (Eww)
16 bars one cot like I'm detoxed up
Highboard skis it's a Time Machine
In a Hot Tub fiends get a buck when it's
Dropped like an addict's rig
Toss and rash the city's famished kids
To apes some are rabid chimp
Herb lemon zess like the brush
Of a salmon skin
Side by another soul
Another free ghost laid side by
Side by another soul
One little bird lay dead next
To another little soul, yo
:
Vision on point razor to eye
Tinker tape paper sublime
I cook this plate on a fly
Dabbin' like I had a stain on my
Tie, God must be makin' some wine
'cause Purple Rain from my sky
Head cut off then I put makeup on it (Uhm)
I truly hear whispers but take stuff for it
It's track death, I'll lodge yo' axe head
In your face and starе back dead
Year 1300 past tensе, I
Was worshipped by Aztecs
They built me statues made of wax res
I dunno how to cook for crackheads
I trapped acid, the new Ousley?, zowie
(zowie) , smokin' sour weed
Half my fans, listen to House
Beats, backstage lookin' like outreach
On White Sands but not in South Beach
Cauterize her ears so it sounds heep
Ravaging collectors from the North Side
Had an unpleasant surprise this
Morning, when one of the
Containers they were collecting, proved
To be holding the remnants of
A local woman who apparently
Had been mutilated and dismembered
With a power saw
At least according to first reports
From the coroner's office
Uh, yo, words trail when the pen
Stroke, both eyes in trench toes
They still can't phenotype my MO
Set, go (yeah) , hang off a cliff then let go
I put spikes in your wig like you Metro
It's intense like outdoor Pentacostal masses
Bars to the head split pomegranate
Hang cantaloupes with palm in granite
Where motto added (moto added)
Nasty as a hostel mattress (Eww)
16 bars one cot like I'm detoxed up
Highboard skis it's a Time Machine
In a Hot Tub fiends get a buck when it's
Dropped like an addict's rig
Toss and rash the city's famished kids
To apes some are rabid chimp
Herb lemon zess like the brush
Of a salmon skin