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Yo, plain out scorpio, hand full of passion, torso
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The stars was in alignment, declining, rising behind ya
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Not again we had fallen
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Taking the form of a comment
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Thought I¡¯d vision my sentence open your shackles
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The hair pulling, why you looking and stretching?
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Making you late for classes, smack you on that plastic deposit of zar nemic
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Argument leads to secrets of secrets, all springs a victim¡¯s hole is the deepest
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I was hoping we could get it, but we didn¡¯t
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Every time we would be closer yo
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It¡¯s always sending feelings with your family
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I couldn¡¯t be, could it be our different nationalities?
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One is to grow gradually but turn into a tragedy
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In all actuality, a different mentality
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Could¡¯ve change these things but it didn¡¯t so I¡¯m mad at me
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I couldn¡¯t find a ladder to step up cure to remedy
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To this hiccup, this back and forth love, I¡¯m slip up
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We couldn¡¯t make the perfect picture
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(Hook)
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Boo, you said
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You¡¯re behind my back
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I really lost my step, I¡¯ll live
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Okay, but we parted our ways at the end of the day
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I¡¯ll know, you say?
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Now hearing is bad but we go through it
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I know, you know
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This is not meant to be, this is unfuckwitable
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Uh, maybe next lifetime
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Looking to date each other
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But right now isn¡¯t the right time, I¡¯m with my baby¡¯s mother
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And my baby got eyes just like mine
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No, it is immorally correct
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I know you shit the plaga, you just the honor and respect
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But my wifey gets all the dollars in my check
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And I know I want it all but that I shouldn¡¯t expect
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Thought I, though later I may regret
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But I love the girl and within I gotta give her respect
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And I, I would love it getting to you
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But that decision wouldn¡¯t be the best
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But something¡¯s wrong with your mental, that¡¯s why we remain in limbo
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But so you like my pimples, now you think we should be kindle
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Now just because you was gentle with genital don¡¯t mean I blew with you like my vocals do when I put crew on all these instrumentals
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Now back to you, maybe I should at least to the back of you
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But reaction never gravitude, but the guys been tell this black and blue
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Blue too true, this is the worst route to love avenue
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But strapped to your maximal was the only way we magical
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(Hook)
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Boo, you said
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You¡¯re behind my back
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I really lost my step, I¡¯ll live
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Okay, but we parted our ways at the end of the day
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I¡¯ll know, you say?
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Now hearing is bad but we go through it
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I know, you know
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This is not meant to be, this is unfuckwitable
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(Verse)
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Motherfuck what a hater said
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He seen us fight, we like icantino in a good day
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Punch drunk love, cupid¡¯s arrow made me dodge it once
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Chill, maybe we can spark this blunt
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Feeling the vibe from unsaid feelings you touch it
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Rub the wrong way then reveal them
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Kiss vanity behind smoking mirrors you was hidden
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My apple the mistress fruit taste delicious
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See that period me and you shared, scar scratched in bed
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Each other for whatever the reason, difference is another
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My mother told me the warning signs
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Blind acrobatics, bending backwards
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Plus when I lap up the catch you call me papi
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Reminiscing, envision them in the thighs
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But time can never rewind, move forward that¡¯s why my mind¡¯s on Cloud 9, big as a temple
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Don¡¯t make it so overcomplicated baby, keep it simple
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Yo
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Un Fuc Witable
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