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letra de glue gun - aristotle jones

[intro]
she say she f-ckin’ with me for the long term
feeling like it’s indy watch em all swerve
she still got me guessing like a crossword
man this lsd is sweet as soft serve

[verse 1: aristotle jones]
i’m turning up the heat like fahrenheit
451 10 speed mach five
i don’t conversate i don’t compromise
i just meditate with the reddest eyes
in a better state than some friends of mine
still we acting up and i’m yelling why
who the h-ll are these uttering obscenities, hair like anemone, d list celebrities?
if anything they don’t want the smoke i gotta a mic in my hand and a blunt to toke
a ticking time bomb and i’m feeling primed to blow
but it was my job nice guys come in last woah
just an -ssh0l- with some cash to blow
i’m fashionable my plans international
i’m p-ssing go but i feel monastic tho
elastic flow strung out on the mattress bro

[chorus]
glue gun, choose one, glue gun (stop)
glue gun, you run, two ton (sheesh)
glue gun, choose one, glue gun (ah)
glue gun, you run, two ton, all of em freaks

[verse 2: aristotle jones]
finding the signs of disease eye in the sky is asleep
i am the beast fly into zion to see
fire and iron agree lying in peace
but there’s nightmares coming
little man but my plans tim duncan
little vision that i had in the summer that i got a co-sign made cl-ssics what up
sun down sun up i been undercover
missing all the buzzards and hustling motherf-ckers
feelin’ like gunna got drip like a plumber
uh stone cold when i hit em with a stunner
cream of the crop with the world in my pocket
aristotle c-cky marijuana prophet
flyer than the c-ckpit, ashing on my brock sh-t
smoking broccoli philosophy i’m boutta’ market

[bridge]
uh they ain’t testing me less they tryna’ rest in peace
d-mn especially words just like an m16
uh they ain’t testing me less they tryna’ rest in peace
feeling blessed i been possessed out of necessity (yuh)

[verse 3: slater]
got her on her knees like she kaepernick
oh cr-p, a photograph like nickelback i’m snappin’ it
oh snap, hitting the yasmin like aladdin
and my carpet feelin’ magic while i’m high above the traffic
i open up a cabinet and pop a couple aspirin
my head burns like katherine
now i’m spazzin’ out like jazz threes that’s kenny g but kennedy was jacqueline
on-ssis on the hennessy the lsd was crackling
i can’t be cl-ssed, defy like a caste buster
in l-st i’m last, but rhymes never lackl-ster
i trust my past the lavender it g-ssed me up
i’m risin’ fast, these other f-ckers p-ssed me up
never chaste, i hit em like james develin
i level em, non-benevolent i’m a devil
i got several things on my agenda to attend to
i don’t sell sh-t
but my friends do

[chorus]
glue gun, choose one, glue gun (stop)
glue gun, you run, two ton (sheesh)
glue gun, choose one, glue gun (ah)
glue gun, you run, two ton, all of em freaks

[outro]
glue gun, glue gun
stick to it like a motherf-ckin’ glue gun
glue gun, glue gun
stick to it like a motherf-ckin’ glue gun
glue gun, glue gun
stick to it like a motherf-ckin’ glue gun
glue gun, glue gun
yeah

- aristotle jones

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