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letra de narcotic smiles - boston flamez

[verse 1: boston flamez]
smile back as i slam my porsche into your porch
bleeding your nostrils like xyloids inside a corpse
i come to my senses witnessing your sentencing by the judge asks cops for your release and place you in my prism to polaroid
my poleaxe lyrics effect your affections like injections into tendons
as i f-ck with ur mindset bringing you into my world
put your mind in a set replicating the third world war
birth your intentions as i become your go-to thought
narcotic smiles, patiently waiting for your demise
intoxicate my verbs in your speakers
am fresher than rotten peas inside a waste bag
makes no sense?
-n-lysing your demographic is like a flashback to when
i was 5 being thrown away into a trash can. i relax your mind with musical narcotic smiles
cocaine heads that wasn’t born in the 80s
giving me plenty reasons to wanna k!ll your ecstasy-made babies
i’ll rejuvenate juveniles to make honest living of their lives make them ready-made products to pay the world back with narcotic smiles
no am not a lyricist, i just make my words pierce your heart till you become smiths
distorted spouse relationships taking them to morgan as freemen redefining twitter beefs. holy sh-t
am holier than priests in parishes
i make blemishes vapourize in my presence
suddenly, approximately in a jiffy
quietly commanding silence
i give you the license to view me in a high sense
never been under the influence but am referred to as his royal highness
a shy king but i’d defeat you in bravery
please remind me the last time i said please
i never concede cause the only way u’d win is me being in your team
haters wanna talk about my complex
rhymes cause they minds undeveloped and congested
it’s why when i see ’em i propose contests
let’s play a game, am batman, you be robin williams
k!ll urselves motherf-ckers

[refrain]
getting high off a bullet as i shoot you with a c0ke
narcotic smiles at your lowest point you get high
-dj spin-

[verse 2: boston flamez]
haven’t you heard, n-gga i don’t give a f-ck
the virgin airways around my d-ck is why i ran out of luck defeat me once, i’ll come back like an astroid
run around the clock and knock you off your position like steve jobs
but back to that complex stuff
drugs f-cked up mind, in the daytime i started to hear sinai call
-n-l powers from the top of eiffel tower providing propaedeutic lectures till my mind became sore
my blood boiled, then contractions as fingers became paws deceptive limits, skinny me started to muscle up
the t.v retro, ribbons in juxtaposition with aliases from pluto my mama face pixelated ask me where i been
sounds like she speaking chinese, chin chon chin
holy sh-t, what the h-ll is this am asking myself
actually it’s an answer, je m’appelle maleficient
i need to catch my breath
the sh-t gives you no time that’s why it ends in death, i don’t wanna die
i convinced myself, i ain’t trying that sh-t again
december 12th, am sending narcotic signals to my brain
guess it was money or intellectuals from mummy
but i quit after take 2 and became a healthy junkie
scary

- boston flamez

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