TOBACCO, Doseone - The Injury lyrics
[TOBACCO, Doseone - The Injury lyrics]
He is lazy say ways when you are not
He is lazy say ways when you are not
(Ba boom, boom, boom, boom)
He is lazy say ways when you are not
(Ba boom, boom, kah)
He is lazy say ways when you are not
(Ba boom, boom)
One, two, three, down the middle
You crawled up my side
Eight, nine, ten, in the forest
I won't even die
I'ma call this one
T-h-e-in-j-u-r-io-u-s-e-f-f-e-c t-s-o-f-f-a-s-h-io-n-a-b-l-e-r-a-p-p-e-r-s-o-n
T-h-e t-im-e-a-n-d-s-p-a-c-e t-h-e-y
They occupy! (Oh! Headshot)
Given to swallow the bullets
And buy off of a model that's hollow
We're shipping to battle so come on bravado
Fall smaller than average
And document madness
You working with actors so conviction across
A busy death anticipating heart attack
A laying otter won't talk down ball-out trap
Caught in a busy smitten world of you:
Da modern rap dump that in-out back
I watch these stars collapse
One, two, three, down the middle
You crawled up my side
Eight, nine, ten, in the forest
I won't even die
Time is a trick of your effort your honor
Baller the sun went to nod with
Respect to good rhythm been format ducked
And taking these cyclical payments
Begging it'd all stop
I'm betting you're thinking you're real cute
Embarrassed your equals in clear view
Equally curious and ambivalent times
This wood, will not be
One of them convincing of mimes
There's no roots here
Such would be equivalent with undoing
I don't know, say the wheel?
Ends of ex in the fountain, an engine of men
Such as an unending clash of trusts
We must win after all weakness and trend
Bend indifferent to the pen
So calmly add some honest to
The fangs for your pretend
He is lazy say ways when you are not
(Ba boom, boom, boom, boom)
He is lazy say ways when you are not
(Ba boom, boom, kah)
He is lazy say ways when you are not
(Ba boom, boom)
One, two, three, down the middle
You crawled up my side
Eight, nine, ten, in the forest
I won't even die
I'ma call this one
T-h-e-in-j-u-r-io-u-s-e-f-f-e-c t-s-o-f-f-a-s-h-io-n-a-b-l-e-r-a-p-p-e-r-s-o-n
T-h-e t-im-e-a-n-d-s-p-a-c-e t-h-e-y
They occupy! (Oh! Headshot)
Given to swallow the bullets
And buy off of a model that's hollow
We're shipping to battle so come on bravado
Fall smaller than average
And document madness
You working with actors so conviction across
A busy death anticipating heart attack
A laying otter won't talk down ball-out trap
Caught in a busy smitten world of you:
Da modern rap dump that in-out back
I watch these stars collapse
One, two, three, down the middle
You crawled up my side
Eight, nine, ten, in the forest
I won't even die
Time is a trick of your effort your honor
Baller the sun went to nod with
Respect to good rhythm been format ducked
And taking these cyclical payments
Begging it'd all stop
I'm betting you're thinking you're real cute
Embarrassed your equals in clear view
Equally curious and ambivalent times
This wood, will not be
One of them convincing of mimes
There's no roots here
Such would be equivalent with undoing
I don't know, say the wheel?
Ends of ex in the fountain, an engine of men
Such as an unending clash of trusts
We must win after all weakness and trend
Bend indifferent to the pen
So calmly add some honest to
The fangs for your pretend