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letra de teething (sleep paralysis) - third eye protege

(verse 1)
“kush & orange juice” i’m a bad apple
we had went to ogs then had got that handle
i just drink and smoke weed i don’t like tobacco
all my weapons op yeah i’m going rambo
b-tch could suck my d-ck on both knees while i’m my sandles
while i’m that chickens throat deep she gon light a candle
caused i k!lled that p-ssy next and then i ate her -ssh0l-
why do women always have to be h-ssle
-have half hope
ain’t no way to stay determined if you f-ck with mad hoes
pack the bowl, while we smoke , we gon hit that l!ck or no ?
liquor store , never really mad when taking drags or when i hit the dope
quarter ps and sawbucks since i been alone
miss my home
corner piece of pizza while i sip the c0ke
script the poems
nixon taught me how to flip reciprocals
ms nixon cold
chappiro and deniro made me stick to notes
sip the pho’
if you got no kids you b-tches give me hope!

and i don’t what real love is
so i’m swimming in that p-ssy till she feels my d-ck
and all that b-tch really wants is a kiss , in my defense i just meant to keep her ‘way from my sins

(bridge 1 )
i don’t f-ck with white, girl but
sometimes i f-ck with white girls
i split the blunt and try to pearl
cause i dont really like this world
hickey like my name is earl
picky when i pick my plurals
jack me off or p-ss me off then jack and a jill went down the hill
conscious i don’t pop no pills
bong rips of some extra k!ll
cops can get obnoxious taking toxins( tape the box and seal )
cautious still
the poppy fields we’re crossing, splits in parts of nil
narc are ill, undefined by dollars signs and parking bills

(bridge 2)
i was taught to k!ll
now my thought are ill
i was taught to k!ll
now it’s hard to feel

(verse 2)
i know i don’t deserve your forgiveness but
i’m sorry for the way that i had treated you
so sorry for the way that i would speak to you
cause getting close to me girl some sh-t you didn’t need, that’s true
you should be conceited too !
i hope you know everything that self esteem could do
( i think you special)
i mean i knew was an -ssh0l-
but really girl i never really meant to make you sad though
cause what we had that sh-t was mad dope
its funny how’s theres patterns in this life like codes
ain’t f-cking with no goofy b-st-rds that gon pose
play that back so all the real dumb f-cks will know
girl i’m glad i took a chance though
if they ask would i ever change the past – no
just roll the dice or “take a chance” bro , it really shouldn’t ever take this long for y’all to “p-ss go”
and we can’t blame that sh-t on hasbro
i had to take my hat off too other rappers- d-mn soul
i must’ve stepped into some black snow
am i dreaming? i been feeling just a tad low
i think you loved me cause i lacked hope, i was your first but surely will not be the last though
it’s a curse it’s been a burden to be that cold
i knew i’d lose my mind but who’d of known i’d lose my dad bro

(bridge 3)
night terrors tearing me to pieces
so even if i sleep i seem to think of all my demons
i had this lucid dream about an incubus thats scheming
but i can’t move a inch because the succubus is t–thing

monks in tibet watch the sun share secrets
can’t we fight with our pens, drop the guns start reading?
puncture the neck then the lungs stop breathing
baby once your in debt then yours funds start freezing

(verse 3)
i just want a neosoul princess for a hook lets make a chorus
play some ancient pagan playlists
make you shook i pray to horus
take some dabs and then we p-ss out all relaxed right by the forest
all these tourists, up in porsches, never seent them here before (sh-t)
teaching her some yoga while she reads up on my aura
got a pack lagunitas then we chill up in the forest
d-mn baby, what you finna give me four kids?
the way that p-ssy smells , i can’t help but feel more p.i.m.p
and no offense , cause just between us i drank 4 fifths
daddy you so big, got just the p-n-s for my wh0r- lips
and no offense , cause just between us i drank 4 fifths
to demean you i just need to make you read b-tch

that was petty i know christian didn’t mean that
move faster , or you’ll never see that lead, man
blue patterns on my draws man eat a d-ck
bruce banner you don’t wanna see me mean kids

(outro)
sometimes i act ruthlesss
sometimes i act good
instead of mending the fences
i’m meddling with these hooks
yes i mess with the muses
i get it all from their looks
some guys will make ends some guys will make crooks

- third eye protege

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