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letra de art of wind - quadroon (feat. cori strell)

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disturbed by the urge for the bourbon, i’m smirking
i’m smoking my herb and i’m hoping for purpose
blurred like the lines of a circus, (circus)
beg for my worth, i won’t purchase

now are you ready, this a verse of a person
called a clown and confetti, so he’s searching for purpose
learning the earth (yeah) and, go down on my lady with the tongue of a serpent, i

know you can feel it, don’t lie
know you can feel it, oh my
definitely, divinity
infinity sign for a bowtie (ooh)

finna be right if you don’t look (look)
you can ride the wave no cosine (aight)
south beach bum with a gold pride (oof)
face red like i root roll tide
no time, our soul’s tired, we so tied, so we go wild
hope while, hide behind a bold profile, no smile
volatile while i freestyle, sick until i’m senial
look back to the past with a gl-ss of jack
wonder will i ever see now, see how

time intoxicates, (well)
inadequate feelings eradicate (disappear)
filling this prism with toxic waste
but culture’s a game and we got to play (got to play)

they don’t know what we do
they don’t know what we do (i don’t know)
they don’t know what we do
they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know

i’m lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
thank my mama and papa
never mistaken awakened the monster
while, they, sedated no kava
i’m lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
thank my mama and papa
never mistaken awakened the monster
while, they, sedated no kava

they don’t know how we do
they don’t know how we do (i don’t know)
they don’t know how we do
they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know

wouldn’t be here, if it weren’t for the moment
couldn’t steer clear from this point of view
sweaty lips, take, plenty sips from the gl-ss (smash)
til my -ss been halved and my past been p-ssed (f-ck)

they want me on the leash like the internet
in a sense, they innocence is in this ignorance
in a net, want out and we want it quick
forget a pet, most flex and go walk a d-ck (yup)

the wind whispers, my skin blisters and grin shivers
when’s thin’s thicker, my cold tears, run grim rivers
my shin splinters, the old years done come quicker
the big’s bigger and sh-ts flipping the fan with it

f-ck our standards like broads
i cannot handle you this handle, gotta hand you it all
just trying, to manage my mind
with a hand on the ball (yuh)

so high, you could check my hang-time (hang-time)
can’t recollect your set (i forget)
no lie, i’d rather watch paint dry
why i always keep a notebook waist high, a, i

time intoxicates, (well)
inadequate feelings eradicate (disappear)
filling this prism with toxic waste
but culture’s a game and we got to play (got to play)

they don’t know what we do
they don’t know what we do (i don’t know)
they don’t know what we do
they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know

they don’t know how we do
they don’t know how we do (i don’t know)
they don’t know how we do
they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know

i’m lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
thank my mama and papa
never mistaken awakened the monster
while, they, sedated no kava
i’m lifted, mic gripping and spitting so lava
thank my mama and papa
never mistaken awakened the monster
while, they, sedated no kava

they don’t know what we do
they don’t know what we do (i don’t know)
they don’t know what we do
they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know

they don’t know how we do
they don’t know how we do (i don’t know)
they don’t know how we do
they don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know

- quadroon feat cori strell

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