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letra de operator - lucyv

[verse 1]
operator homie, do me a favor cut the cable
find me feelin’ nauseous, out of control, full of anger
out of you alone, at least an offering a prayer
soon to be monstrosity is exiting the layer
dare you come and share in this apocalyptic fair
i’ve got a damsel in distress in polka dots with curly hair
out a manic mind state that i’ve been in, unaware
cordial won’t you come, sit, and join me in this stare
while the snares hittin’ almost hard as i go in the p-ssycat
chronic, all erotic, sewer dwelling aphrodisiac
swing back, sign i won’t comply don’t try to feed me that
-rs-nic and acid off my tongue, i l!ck and leave you that
stick that in ya pipe and smoke it, hold it you coughin’ and chokin’
what you get for provokin’, she tough as sh-t never broken
ill-strious, back to poppin’ pills and fifths
till the sh-t that i be spittin’ makes you want to rip my lips
[bridge]
‘fore i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
and if that’s what he wants is two
then your soul i will take from you
hold your breath, i’ll count to three
astounded by the words i speak
it’s true, they spew from once what came
seems as though we’re all to blame

[verse 2]
gather my thoughts
open my third eye, the only one not blind
comin’ up to a conclusion to do what i have to make it through mine
i bee line if they be lyin’, over the hill i see signs
take a knee to the one that’s holdin’ me up, pedestal be fine
never keepin’ all the credit
demon try to enter into me soon he regret it
intimate when i expel it
takin’ my pen if i have to write it and spell it
semi-automatic, i’m static white noise
you’re under my magic, enter into my void

[outro]
dreams givin’ me guidance
the rhymes i write define how fine the line is
while i’m inside this, deprived i can’t deny
my fingertips are those of midas, the highness science
the liquid in the beaker slowly creep and bring the silence
dreams givin’ me guidance
the rhymes i write define how fine the line is
while i’m inside this, deprived i can’t deny
my fingertips are those of midas, the highness science
the liquid in the beaker slowly creep and bring the silence
bring the silence
bring the silence
bring the silence
bring the silence
dreams givin’ me guidance
the rhymes i write define how fine the line is
while i’m inside this, deprived i can’t deny
my fingertips are those of midas, the highness science
the liquid in the beaker slowly creep and bring the silence
dreams givin’ me guidance
the rhymes i write define how fine the line is
while i’m inside this, deprived i can’t deny
my fingertips are those of midas, the highness science
the liquid in the beaker slowly creep and bring the silence
slowly creep and bring the silence
slowly creep and bring the silence

- lucyv

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