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letra de warning - res lauren

(intro):
i order you to feel!
this world’s so f-cked up…
people are lying to you, you know that right?

(verse 1):
feel the interference
they want fiends to have a dream, but never finish
very clearly we been out the physical appearing
you don’t hear me clear, don’t need me here, you got your earring
and if it’s something serious, i’m daring, end up disappearing
now you need me near? oh now you’re caring
you like what i’m wearing
i don’t move for you, lucid illusion, something suitable
amusing how the mirror my new parent
bigger when i’m rearing, and i’m rare, i’m making that apparent
peer into the sphere of someone there
and now you’re sharing errands
him and errol’s airing, and the glare is baring
all the sunshine that was ever there, they were never fair
heaven anywhere, you were honey dripping
mind was everywhere
how’d you get me here? how much time’s left?
’til i’m vanishing, or the other way, he the ugly here
not another year would go by
silence never showed a rose why
my climate’s never cold, still i saw him froze
what’s a cold world? blacktop, stop
with the other hand, switch and reload
sorta on ice, sorta not

(hook 1):
slip, i’m no droopy
oh, you’re not focused
clip the whole movie
cut, your time’s over
your time’s over

(verse 2):
circ’ around town, like word, you just heard?
talk sh-t on my city, wonder why you get the bird
sure you jab fast, but are you hitting where it hurts?
how’s your reach looking, is it webby? or in person?
i been stringing sermons, jumping bodies, still burning
maybe have riddles, is the last laugh worth it?
picking up your head to find out they already curved it
learned to take my time, peel the petals back
sip my lemonade, your recipe is trash
sh-t reminded me of sippin’ from the tap, anywhere
that sh-t’s really wet, i think it’s better than the plastic
d-mn, she still braggin’
gimme something new, you like remixing for the fashion
biting of the apple once it left the mouth of adam
all the writtens come with separate whispers in the stash now
ain’t gon’ run it back until you run the background
numbers nothin’ to me, just another lap round
algorithm switchin’ til they back down
black, brown bodies got the built-in crown
me? i need infinity guitars until i slap sound

(hook 2):
grip on all goonies
oh, you’re not focused
clip the whole movie
cut, your time’s over
your time’s over

(verse 3):
i could start listing what i do on hot days
and have enough to ramble on with all you suckas, stop complaining
get your head higher than the rings to quit the vanity
saturn rotates, but you know, that’s just entertainment
prolly where they got the prints to lay the rainbow road
i know the man they cut loose to do it had a dream to show
and that man gone forever, but we still protect the soul
matter fact, we gotta track the new host, gotta go

(outro):
not this, and not you
my god, i think they’ve got him too
froze up in headlights, ask me bout the secrets, air-tight
(x2)

yeah, that’s it! that’s it! oh my god!
’cause we got love for everybody
yeah, that’s it
and you ain’t got that!

- res lauren

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