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letra de perspective - negro galacticus

[intro: steve francell]
i wish i could see me
from your perspective
tremble in different directions
fear of confrontation

[verse 1: rawdre]
my phonetics on v–gr-, i shall never spit a flaccid flow
-ss-smackin’ -ss-ssin givin’ fat tracks phallic strokes
smashin’ pink matter and my raps are so -rg-smic
playin’ pool with the planets pumping p-ssion from my power pole
is this thing on though?
intergalactic ej-cul-tes inseminate the cosmos
got me feelin’ macho, ’cause i’m fond of bein’ on it
plus my mom thinks i’m the guano (that has nothing to do with this song though)(no)
my quotes stay on the tip of your tongue and tantalize your tonsils
you think i won’t have your girlfriend in child’s pose
with her eyes closed, hittin’ high notes? well you’re right bro
it’s a metaphor
giving tracks the business ’til their inner legs are red and sore
leader of the roosters, call me c-ck-king
my c-cking is leagues beyond my colleagues
busty instrumentals take more shots than comps of bukkake
not c-cky, but i’m feelin’ myself
and i don’t care if god is watching
metaphorically speaking, my p-n-s is relinquished
it’ll cause a solar eclipse, you should put me on a remix
my d is so supreme i call it defense… hug me
i feel so ugly
someone please love me, someone please love me
but soft, what light through yonder instagram breaks
being fanned by palm leaves and hand-fed grapes
whilst kicking your sandals up in pastures of chrysanthymums
lame game runners really need to step their stances up
never mind, it’s arbitrary, none of us are man enough
the fact is you’re so outstanding that it staggers us
you’re a euphoria warrior soaring across the aurora borealis, singing high notes with no ad-libs
i’m more of a supernova of magic kisses
handling the planet with your jasmine-scented calluses
to sora, you’re kairi with the psyche of aphrodite, ah!

[verse 2: walty kibby]
coming raw, might slap a jaw
but we ain’t tryna hurt n0body, we ain’t tryna hurt n0body
we just liven up the party like:
this ain’t 4/4
or a low-low
but you already know, though
rappin’ miraculous, spectacular lines
you would think it was divine, sh-t is one-of-a-kind
on this spectrum
but we ain’t tryna hurt n0body, we ain’t tryna hurt n0body
we just liven up the party like we’re comin’ out your r-ct-m
listen to your elders- you gotta respect ’em
but respect is earned, you gotta learn that they paved the way
so we could burn mad herbs and say what we wanna say
today’s a new day
you’re f-ckin’ with a dude that’s insane
but we ain’t tryna hurt n0body, we ain’t tryna hurt n0body
we just liven up the party like

[outro: peter godart’s wet narration]
[((& matt parada’s spanish monologue))]
yeah, listen to that rain girl
so wet, so pure ((-spanish-))
hear that water
so wet, so pure (let it wash over you)
i hear that water
so wet, (kinda gotta pee) so pure…
(so wet- so pure)
so wet, so pure… (senorita!)
((un baile del fuego!))
so wet- so wet- so pure, pure, pure
so wet- so wet- so pure
so wet- so wet- so pure, pure, pure
so wet- so wet- so pure
so wet… so pure….
so wet. so pure
((-spanish-))

- negro galacticus

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