Larry Fisherman - Avocado lyrics
[Larry Fisherman - Avocado lyrics]
Um, I said this visual symmetry
Riveting, sentences in calligraphy
Officially divinity
My conditions are critically
Important, horror-core, assortment of orphans
Fuck a bitch, contortion
I'm a beast Animorphin' style
Act humble, I stumbled upon a fortune teller
My cash doubled, blew this
Shit out of proportion, fella
Brass knuckles to rumble in jungles
Gods that pray some Our Father's
Hail Mary's and I'm on my way fuck Twitter
There's none ill as this butt's Fisker
Pick my ho up in it, then I bust in her
Puff swishers 'til my lungs blister
Spittin' tongue twisters, work
Ethic incredible, yeah, i'm from Pittsburgh
Got an intern, "Go and grab me the swishers"
Read the book, The Giver, analyse
Trent Dilfer
Wes Craven with less Satan, all hail Larry
The mass making of homo sapiens male fairies
I need more money, a little less dairy
Keep my bitches in the
Sanctuary paying fairly
Jim Carrey, you be more like Drew
I'm eating and you look a
Little more like food
You see Satan was an angel
Before horns had grew
On my way up by La Brea, get a Norm tattoo
Beep that horn at you, bitch move
You look so confused yo, spent 10 million
To insure to insure my ma'fuckin' vocal cords
Good investment, I said, I spent
I spent 10 million
To insure my motherfucking vocal cords
That's a good investment, uh
Said it's the motherfuckin'
Beat making, weed breaking down
Complete faded, I'm cremated now
(Clean up on Aisle 7)
And when ya dreams make a creation, wow
I leave wasted, to these sacred vows
Spend a while with a run on sentence
It's the beat making, weed breaking down
Complete faded, I'm cremated now
(Clean up on Aisle 7)
And when ya dreams make a creation, wow
I leave wasted, to these sacred vows
Spend a little bit of time with
A run-on sentence Let it run let it run
Run as fast as you can little sentence
"I never care what I do, so I always have
A good time when I was here last
I tore my gown on a chair
And he asked my name" "Who's he?"
"Gatsby, of course inside of a week
I get a package from Croirier's with
A new evening gown in it" "Did you keep it?"
"Sure I did i was going to wear it tonight
But it was too big in the bust and had to
Be altered it was gas-blue with
Lavender beads 265 dollars!"
"There's something funny about a fella
Who'll do a thing like that he doesn't want
Any trouble with anyone" "Who?"
"Gatsby uh
Somebody told me somebody told me they
Thought he killed a man once"
"Killed a man?"
"I heard that he was connected
With the government during
The war, in a high way a spy, i heard"
"I heard he was in oil
From a man who knew all about him
Grew up with him in Texas"
"I knew somebody who grew up with
Him in St paul well
You look at him sometime when he doesn't
Know anyone's looking at him you
Can see it in his eyes i'll
Bet he did kill a man" "Which one is he?"
"Never really goes to his own parties just
Looks in to see who's here, then disappears"
"God knows where he is"
"I have a question, I've been
Pondering, in my cabin, thinking, in the
Jungle, the carnivore, is head predator
But take away the prey
What if the carnivore could only
Eat leaves? Would he survive?"
Riveting, sentences in calligraphy
Officially divinity
My conditions are critically
Important, horror-core, assortment of orphans
Fuck a bitch, contortion
I'm a beast Animorphin' style
Act humble, I stumbled upon a fortune teller
My cash doubled, blew this
Shit out of proportion, fella
Brass knuckles to rumble in jungles
Gods that pray some Our Father's
Hail Mary's and I'm on my way fuck Twitter
There's none ill as this butt's Fisker
Pick my ho up in it, then I bust in her
Puff swishers 'til my lungs blister
Spittin' tongue twisters, work
Ethic incredible, yeah, i'm from Pittsburgh
Got an intern, "Go and grab me the swishers"
Read the book, The Giver, analyse
Trent Dilfer
Wes Craven with less Satan, all hail Larry
The mass making of homo sapiens male fairies
I need more money, a little less dairy
Keep my bitches in the
Sanctuary paying fairly
Jim Carrey, you be more like Drew
I'm eating and you look a
Little more like food
You see Satan was an angel
Before horns had grew
On my way up by La Brea, get a Norm tattoo
Beep that horn at you, bitch move
You look so confused yo, spent 10 million
To insure to insure my ma'fuckin' vocal cords
Good investment, I said, I spent
I spent 10 million
To insure my motherfucking vocal cords
That's a good investment, uh
Said it's the motherfuckin'
Beat making, weed breaking down
Complete faded, I'm cremated now
(Clean up on Aisle 7)
And when ya dreams make a creation, wow
I leave wasted, to these sacred vows
Spend a while with a run on sentence
It's the beat making, weed breaking down
Complete faded, I'm cremated now
(Clean up on Aisle 7)
And when ya dreams make a creation, wow
I leave wasted, to these sacred vows
Spend a little bit of time with
A run-on sentence Let it run let it run
Run as fast as you can little sentence
"I never care what I do, so I always have
A good time when I was here last
I tore my gown on a chair
And he asked my name" "Who's he?"
"Gatsby, of course inside of a week
I get a package from Croirier's with
A new evening gown in it" "Did you keep it?"
"Sure I did i was going to wear it tonight
But it was too big in the bust and had to
Be altered it was gas-blue with
Lavender beads 265 dollars!"
"There's something funny about a fella
Who'll do a thing like that he doesn't want
Any trouble with anyone" "Who?"
"Gatsby uh
Somebody told me somebody told me they
Thought he killed a man once"
"Killed a man?"
"I heard that he was connected
With the government during
The war, in a high way a spy, i heard"
"I heard he was in oil
From a man who knew all about him
Grew up with him in Texas"
"I knew somebody who grew up with
Him in St paul well
You look at him sometime when he doesn't
Know anyone's looking at him you
Can see it in his eyes i'll
Bet he did kill a man" "Which one is he?"
"Never really goes to his own parties just
Looks in to see who's here, then disappears"
"God knows where he is"
"I have a question, I've been
Pondering, in my cabin, thinking, in the
Jungle, the carnivore, is head predator
But take away the prey
What if the carnivore could only
Eat leaves? Would he survive?"