a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de my mind - self jupiter

my mind part spark tightly tuned port 64 bit chip inventor of the wig split
nick name old chappy el cappy pappi rap mind craft
crank shaft
minds slides into place how it works is tiny motorized t–th syncs into gaps
steel bars snap when i think
like a chain linked fence
my minds factory won’t pull the plug plunger pullies fully automatic rapid sh-ll casing
catcher portable f-ck off pal with no shut off val
mind darts in and out of a lil cubby hole with quick festering jelly like tentacles tinkering in total harmonic cartwheels
mind sharp architect my brainwaves kick worms sh-t storms
you don’t wanna lose a finger in my wood chipper caution independent moving hoist man immigrant work force on hand handlers rounds managers planters dependable and plentiful
my mind sm-rg-sbord à la cart alhamdulillah
hibenero unbearably hot behind enemy line mind
sp-ce craft rubber raft
i’m in a class of my own

water so blue it’s like the blue lagoon caribbean oasis welcome to nature’s living room
the coolest cabana breeze
bungalow from banana leaves
laying next to a goddess and cracked crab papaya trees
tropical birds watch from my binoculars flamingos cranes high steping looking provocative
just your typical day in paradise
reef sharks swimming with parasites
requiem to aquarium aquarius geminies
you snorkel i’ll scooba dive
after which we can lay on the sand and rejuvenize
take the catamaran to aruba nothing can be cooler than fresh water ocean spray i’m your host today
welcome to my fantasy full disclosure i’m part of the ambrosia
and the experience the footprints the healing the exuberance the landscape the decor the freedom
of walking barefooted on the ocean floor seashore
ive been kicked out of better places been lapped danced on better looking strippers with better make up and eye popping happy to see you nipples
i’ve been shot by better shooters desperados in panic maneuvers manic depression
with a noise suppresser a broads daylight confession
she said she been ran up in by better runners
taking all cumbers where new jacks talk you into a corner by lue of the conversation came quick
she wanted a trained trick
i told her i just look like this
you got the right string but the wrong yo-yo
a snake bite
a nasty cigarette cough and a flight risk
don’t have the same logo as mine
that..

- self jupiter

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS