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letra de dandruff ii - whose

[verse: whose]
a skeptical amount seem to live in my scalp
dug deep, farther than i rather would allow
i try to hear em out, their demands are too fowl
paramount
i cleanse quick so they stop making sounds
every paycheck i deduct at least 20-30
i think it’s funny like qwerty
gotta pay money to cure me
staying graceful and flirty
for a chick that’ll hurt me
fingernails under dirty
been scratching clawing since thursday
got an 8 ball of coke underneath my pinky nail
which one is bitten? go ahead and pick a nail
i swear my muscles and tendons
are used for clutching the weapons
i use to bludgeon and severe
the very skin i’m embedded
liquid marble confessions
glaring up at the heavens
my name is cursed by the reverend
i haven’t served out my penance
every showering session
the heat is turned to eleven
trying to burn the infested
to be alone in my presence
that’s cause
[refrain: whose]
nothing gets rid of the dandruff

[verse: ursus.]
i’ve been growing out the curls
had to ditch the head and shoulders
used to look in the mirror beard long head vulgar
every day a war expect you to march like a soldier
it’s those beauty standards that we shoulder mentality that law and order
over on the border of a binary world
dandruff flaking off had to chill with my oils
might be a little greasy but healing is a process
view me as a monster might vanish like the loch ness
talk less and listen
spark up and christen
should or you shouldn’t you don’t gotta ask permission
got my scalp right feels good to be alive
got conditioner that scented like my best insides
just in time
no need to reapply
i don’t mind
sometimes i get shampoo in my eye
turn the heat down that dandruff gone in time
less is more don’t stress it call me with any questions

[refrain: whose]
nothing gets rid of the dandruff
[verse: whose]
shoulder sprinkled like a fresh baked cupcake
enby wants to snuggle up we gotta pump on the breaks
with every shake of head
dead skin floods the bed
had to pause for a sec
see the worlds they reflect
each and every memory i held as a young fat kid
trying to impress every starry eyed brunette chick
questions, why can’t they see what’s on the other side?
infested, paratroopers shooting any domiciles
i’ve lost the war before i started the battle
generations before me loaded and thrown off the saddle
traveled tundras and valleys to rescue king from his castle
slaughtered minions and grappled every dragon that’s cackled
scrambled up the cobble stone steps, knees creak with each breath
fleece breached from sword swipes, pupils seen horrid nights
open the iron doors, looks with longing in his eyes
said it wasn’t worth the hassle, have you tried green apple?

- whose

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