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letra de melody's box - section-c

[verse 1] (lil corpse)
no contraception, neck deep in a stranger
haven’t you said that i’m headed for danger?
bruised from abuse are the fruits of our labor
umbilical noose, are you ready to hang her?
force feed her more speed, molly, c-ke, of course; weed
bleed wh-r-, bleed wh-r-, bleed wh-r-, abort seed
dirt, i push your back against, put pressure to the abdomen
silphium fills filthy blood, hot water, then i stab again
seizure from sleeping locked up in the freezer
push dope in her deeper then go home and leave her
i’ll be the deceiver
n-body believe her, she’ll end up like frances farmer
but i’ll eat her
why they act so afraid? (i don’t know man)
i wanted her to be spayed (f-ck this sh-t)
that nephilim is never getting out of her legs
i’ll impale a javelin in mary magdalene’s cage
should you die before you wake you’ll be together back as snakes
spinelessly remind us in silence that you’re a slave
so i might’ve made a mistake, yeah (mel’s box)
in fields of pennyroyal i will dig your double grave

[verse 2] (young runnah)
i’m a rebel, people think that i’m the devil
i don’t settle, diamonds covering my bezel
gas and juice, no excuse
f-ck a devil b-tch my name is zeus
got a noose that i’ll use, i know you won’t stand the abuse
it don’t matter what no hotshot said
see me in the spot i’ll leave ya popped, dropped, dead
believe ima rock ya, i got a desi in my pocket, ima rip ya legs out your sockets
sock ya jaw, ya mother’s bawling, it’ll stall when she be calling
you’ll be falling when i’m mauling
god is begging for my soul, i don’t believe that he’s sincere
letting go of what i know, i don’t have a place here
always asking for forgiveness, let me out of this charade
i want to be my own being, aching till my memory fades
devil laughing from the chasm, somehow his cry feels more sane
falling to the jagged valley, now the souls all look the same
grey is life and grey is always, nothing can seem still again
grey fills up our minds and bodies, smoke is what we are within

[verse 3] (taco doomsday)
b-tch i snap like the brakes on a f-cking lotus
take notice, sniffin’ c-ke off your kitchen
now listen, i’m pullin the bag of the gas out the back, then we spliffin
bring the flame to the beat like a f-ckin’ piston, i’m rippin’
tell me some sh-t i’ve been missing, you trippin’
your girl a dumpling, i’m f-cking that hoe, b-tch i’m thumpin’
step out my toasty boxed room, smell my favorite city fumes
no need say f-ck a op;
they never show up when i pop up on my block in that drop
my liver black, sipping grain
90 proof through my big vain
f-ck a lame, i’m a plumber to ya mother
in other words, b-tch, i f-ck her
put up a beny in cola, that bl–dy soda tryna pour up
and all she need is a, uh
spark up a wicka b-tch i’m fiendin’, tricky satanic meaning
scoop up the cash like a cup of ricotta
the guap i be stealin, you feeling?
(you feeling?)

[outro] (02’decent)
we’re breakin’ the locks; reborn out the box
dmv’s our terra, welcome to our new era
we’re breakin’ the locks; reborn out the box
dmv’s our terra, welcome to a new era

- section c

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