letra de the song without a title - kjphenom
[instrumental]
[verse 1]
keep it freezing when i shower
makes it harder to deflower
consciousk is the confucius
the almighty super-power
i’ve been off my instagram
you’ve been on your insta-scam
you’ve been holding up your breath to control your diaphragm
2020’s coming up, thinking maybe i should run
merge a couple democrips with a few rebloodicans hun
avoid the drama that’s the lesson learned from mama
high school hormones we just marry who we wanna comma
double entendre like the skin on an iguana
‘when’s your mixtape coming out?’
i’ll release it when i’m gonna
false interrogation, unwanted information
lot’s of awkward flirtation, error in computation
[hook]
this the song without a t-tle
[verse 2]
pressuring peers to think ahead of their years
chilling in the mixing room with these bad-ss engineers
visualize, dreams do not compromise
i don’t recall no googol gaga i had nas as lullabies
polar since the stroller looking way up at the solar
only way you guys can win is if you holding a controller
no cheddar with those loafers if you keep one keep it kosher
please let me explain myself before all of this blows over
i’m so rare , there can be no imposer
you the listener, and i am the composer
we need to go up, to keep all of you sober
and rod told me, eye of the beholder
so screw all you promoters
watch me get over exposure
i ain’t going any ways oh yes i’m making my own culture
chain tweets, chain smokers, chain att-tude provokers
mother nature, movie goers, i feel like i’m playing poker
where’s the joker
got me fourteen and can’t wait till life is over
i am consciousk a reality decoder
that’s the stoner, the snowblower then that’s kj
what a loner
[instrumental]
praying for peace cholesterol dripping grease
look at me i’m sandra dee, and the rich just get obese
but i will keep working on my masterpiece
possibly be an example for my nephews and my niece
oh geez, here we go with the police
i ain’t got nothing against ya’ll you can cool it now capisce
writing answers in the mirror but jamal gets his rupees
remember phone a friend, know that life’s a jeopardy
and the best piano players can’t see
‘what you mean?’ i’m talking hit the road jack and stevie
‘oh hahah, i see.’
[hook]
this the song without a t-tle
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