letra de a look in - kwite
[verse 1]
you don’t have a mom cause she’s dead as f-ck, like bambi’s is
ya can’t tell if i’m racist or just asian, like the mandarin
i’m a p-ssy, if you say my name, i won’t respond or answer it
i don’t care, i ain’t there, i’m a square, not the candyman?
nah, i’m only sweet because i’m fruity, natural flavorin’
most don’t even get to hit this once, you better savor it (yum)
i expect gettin’ split, how korean on paper is
bis-xual tryna get bisected, darth vader sh-t (i lied)
[chorus]
your face funny lookin’, but its no fun to look at
i’m stuck in the past, an owl how i look back
world’s weight on my back, need my spine looked at
despite еverything its still me, would ya look at that?
face f-ckеd lookin’, still sucks to look at
i’d mangle father time if i’d never have to look back
ass perked for nothing, but who’d pass it without lookin’?
my past always come crawlin’ back would ya look at that?
[verse 2]
my voice soothin’ like white noise could snooze to it for the ambiance
grey morality’s fun to me, i laugh at r/ambien
but grave reality underneath turned my worldview cantankerous
can’t take a risk, been to choppin’ block enough, never stick my neck out again
i talk like i live in opulence, but all my friends
know i posture my positioning, imposter syndrome kickin’ in
i’d never recommend gamblin’, installin’ cs just for skins
but i’ll still bet six figures, rich hypocrite
big money in the pot, dice, kettle’s rollin’ ’em
i don’t wear jewelry, got kosmemophobia
need to roll a wood for just a chance in h-ll to roll with punches
shouldn’t go in public, like the yanks with cambodia
i’m ho chi minh the way my entrails is trailin’ out
ob-gyn menstrual cycle, how i’m bleedin’ out
won’t see me with friends, scared to try and even leave the house
body stained the floor, all of my holes’ve crimson leakin’ out (corpse)
then it stops, menopause, now my corpse in rigor mortis
now its been decayed and twisted, hard to look at: “my immortal”
skin shriveled, face peelin’, like she stole my soul with oral
its like me and lady death had post-humous-coitus (huh?)
sinner: stole a fedex truck, to do donuts in it
‘cinerate the rubber ’til its cinders, back to sender, sealed, delivered
m-st-rbate to all genders, saturate my own mental
dressin’ best in faux leather, outfitted for cold weather
pretty face, empty head, you know i’m dumb perfect
got ya dumbfounded looking at me, still, i’m at your service
i get anxious during hanky-panky, all i am is nervous
but please give me a chance, i’ll do good, i’ll be worth it (uh)
r.i.p. the soldiers who died in the service
i dive in her cervix, i’m in them caves lurkin’
onomatopoeia skrtin’ circles, ‘fore i’m out, it’s curtains (yuh)
my skin flawless so smooth you could cs:go surf it
(eat sh-t and die, kwite)
[chorus]
your face funny lookin’, but its no fun to look at
i’m stuck in the past, an owl how i look back
world’s weight on my back, need my spine looked at
despite everything its still me, would ya look at that?
face f-cked lookin’, still sucks to look at
i’d mangle father time if i’d never have to look back
ass perked for nothing, but who’d pass it without lookin’?
my past always come crawlin’ back would ya look at that?
your face funny lookin’, but its no fun to look at
i’m stuck in the past, an owl how i look back
world’s weight on my back, need my spine looked at
despite everything its still me, would ya look at that?
face f-cked lookin’, still sucks to look at
i’d mangle father time if i’d never have to look back
ass perked for nothing, but who’d pass it without lookin’?
my past always come crawlin’ back would ya look at that?
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