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letra de fork tongue - royalston

eyes on the size of a blank cheque
if only they signed, could they cash this
thatcher’s viewpoint surp-ssed it
tuned into past tense
tuna pasta p-ss it
blast, took a stab and he ashed it
and still no ‘tache till the casket
plant words on lines like parsnips
tryna fit ’em in like fruit basket
smartest around, i’m cl-ss of the clown and still p-ssed it

spy him eyeing up colours like light blue
floating cause i’m glued to the skyline nights applied to
hiking through haikus
blinded by jibes from the iq
lyflyk’s a viking on mics too

forked tongue, flamethrower for the verse
like a moltres in person, the lips all burnt
oldest fan was a mr burns, rubbing hands covered in ash we stashed in urns
an earnest wordsmith unearthing verbs
mc’s who dare venture, never return
i would’ve thought by now you’d’ve learnt
should’ve turned back when his lips first pursed

spy him eyeing up colours like light blue
floating cause i’m glued to the skyline nights applied to
hiking through haikus
blinded by jibes from the iq
lyflyk’s a viking on mics too

i would’ve thought by now you’d’ve learnt
should’ve turned back when his lips first pursed
ate his whole weight for what the taste was worth but has still never quenched that day-old thirst
slurping on worms and percy pigs from birth ‘til the first days of nursery kid
baba taught me turkish in minimal amounts, enough to purchase kebabs on nights out
hush, lights out, now focus on the ghosties
casper friendly flow, so no kony
joke on me? the joke’s on you while you broke in a homeless place my pays due
blowing smoke at a hopeless pace i’ll race you
up a mountain’s face, the place was k2

- royalston

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