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letra de orange orphanage - the thought

[verse: the thought]
i was exploring an orange orphanage
and it was boring, but i’m adored when off the gin
so i was pouring more than any ordered and dolores
had to forage in the orchard for some porridge filler
only dorks are searching for the k!ller
it’s always a pillar of the community, it’s probably sweet mr. miller
i wish i could’ve met dilla, but i guess i’d have to k!ll myself now
to make that happen so i’m happy with vanilla
ice, i’m watching thriller twice because i’m still a
michael jackson fan, what a contradiction given what i write
but i can’t deny he nice, he paid a mighty price
and then said nighty-night, but was hе guilty?
i don’t think that’s for me to judge, i don’t need a grudge against mе
i’m already a pudd, with an addiction to f-dg-
last thing i want is some quicksand to trudge through
you know i love you!
i’m a such a buffoon it takes me months to get my bars
i don’t mean memorization, i mean the things i’m saying
i don’t even pray, but i be channeling something
and i hope it ain’t satan
[verse: zen stokely]
i wish it would be satan, everyday i’m training
history i’m making, heavy when i weigh in
can’t hold me back, man, it won’t work, literally
i’ve come to realizations i’m my own worst enemy
best-friend nemesis, ally evangelist
neon genesis, bangai antagonist
stand-by, damaging property, smash monopolies
to put it properly, you pudding cups couldn’t walk in these
footsteps, i leave blueprints in black-light
they used to call me darkened but say that i act bright
couldn’t lose sense like the body from last night
’cause you could die over two hits in a crackpipe
polo-shirt slack tight, episodes on a&e
another intervention, people trying to get from a to b
pushing daisies gracefully, rarely getting flowers
before we smell them, devoured by fortune-tellers who play for
keepsakes, and cheapskates that like to see states and sweepstakes
swept under the rugs, we need to replay since we take
matters into our own, ’til then i’ll be indifferent
looking forward to the day that we can say we’re independent

- the thought

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