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letra de aahs effswell (african american horror story) - effswell

“african american horror story”
(j.a. cross, t. shepard)
© 2019 effswell

[spoken: innocent]
hey, i, uh…
wonder what this b-tton does…

[spoken: authority]
oh my god, don’t touch it!

[verse 1: effswell]
(can’t stop dancin’!)
dancin’ & dancin’ & dancin’, i’m frantic
i stay in some antics, and
some would say i’ve got a way with semantics
robbed the louvre and got away with the canvas
now mona only smiles for me and chris hansen
“have a seat over there”, mon frere
half of the things i say on top of beats? unfair
one thing that i wanna make of the streets: aware
awake, alert; of course i care
i curse, i swear; i swear ‘fore god
got the very same instructions as my d-ck: go hard!
spit life when i’m young, go limp when i’m done
and keep it raw as possible when the lovin’ time comes
awwwwwwwww, armorall ya’ll
knowledge so polished gold watches see me shining so onyx
that they just stop ticking and tockin’
‘cause i spit that sh-t that’s off the leash
like baggies of doggie droppings
droppin’…. when’s your mixtape droppin’?
and how long will it take for your sound to start poppin’, huh?
when will the ladies treat you good with the pooh?
give them hundred acres of wood, no christopher robin
holy canoli, bat-dude!
they had no clue effswell was that rude
lady friend comparable to a vacuum
with a bachelor of arts from the throwin’ it back school
shorty asked me (huh?) what my favorite dinosaur is
either get-a-lottap-ss or a leaver-with-a-sore-ss (roar!)
she called me cr-ss, so i laughed at her -ss
and i helped her find her coat then showed her where the door is (“right this way”)
uptight? that’s quite unnerving  started by pulling her leg & now i’m jerking guess i was being a jerk, a jive turkey
all in the name of perving
who hurt me?

[spoken: effswell]
(oh yeah)
i can’t believe this girl, man!
she better not come back (that’s all i can say)
asking me for nothing! (i don’t got anything to give at this point)
man, where my grinder at? where my trees at?
wait… what’s that sound?

[spoken: narrator]
and at that moment, a tiny voice appeared from the other side of the door

[sung: ghost]
joseph, please let me in i thought you were a nice guy, and maybe we could be friends
see, i can tell that you’re outta your mind
‘cause you locked me out
didn’t even take note of the fact that you kicked me outta my house!

[spoken: effswell]
oh, this is your house?
oh sh-t!
yo, please don’t call the police — black lives matter!!
oh no, no, no seriously… it was an honest mistake
nah nah nah it’s cool
…lose my number!

- effswell

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