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letra de one song - kyle mcauley

[verse 1]

spectacular, dracula, can’t speak in this black vernacular, after a menace, dennis, see an oral hygienist in venice, sippin’ on a bit of that henne-ssey, everyone watchin’ me, give you no room to breathe, speak your mind, please be kind, oh sh-t r-r-rewind, it’s a sign to resign, an’ each an’ every time, do you mind what i find? f-ck it, you were blind, to the fact, it was packed, it was stacked, cadillac? she was fine. all i need, i can see, can you guarantee, when i bleed from beneath, it’s surfacey, show me your fantasy, one degree, trippin’ on ecstasy, was it really me? the emcee, f-ck the po-lice, hangin’ from maple trees, not sure how to fall to your knees

[chorus 1]

you know what’s funny?
’bout this song right here that i am rappin’ to you
it’ll make me money
and i’m not even sure what i am rappin’ to
but i just need one song
and i just need one bong
hit it all night long
it ain’t wrong
one song… one song… one song… one song

[repeat chorus]

[verse 2]

now you know the extent of w-w-w-what i gotta say, i flip my words, re-arrange items like i’m gon’ permutate, but it’s too slow, and you make it plateau, til’ you can’t know, that i’ve got few rows, in my fo’ do’, oh no, don’t go, we follow, tomorrow fo sho, and i’m sippin’, on some padawah gin, just a dip in, to avoid a full swim, so i rip in, to my mind through my skin, what’s the matter? shattered gl-ss, a broken dream that now has p-ssed, fast, sense of urgency, emergency, perfectly free of all i see, which leads to self-destruction, can’t function, try to breathe, then oversee the inner voice that calls to me, one last song until you’re free

[chorus 2]

[repeat chorus]

[verse 3]

give me grief
destroy an ancient world full of sand and seas
it may be brief
snake through your hair like wind chimes bouncing off a breeze
without a care
injecting souls with remnants of deadly disease
show god your prayer
and pray to god salvation from this mortal beast

a night on fire
these flames expire making h-ll intangible
as death’s my witness
corruption sinks and starts to deprivate my soul
a wound that stinks
what once was flesh, is now a vacant, rotten hole
my life was fresh
an’ now this empty gl-ss of vodka takes control

[chorus 3]

you know what’s funny?
bout this song right here that i am rappin to you
it’ll make me money
and i’m not even sure what i am rapping to
but i just need one song
and i just need one bong
hit it all night long
it ain’t wrong
one song… one song… one song… one song

[repeat chorus]

end

- kyle mcauley

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