Rollover to a girl with no make-up/
Chest rise behind her breast no A-cup/
This may suck, we might have to break-up/
No Make-Up, my day's fucked/
Text from my man says your late chuck/
Say what? I wake-up rub my eyelids open/
Queen from my dreams is floating away from my lips/
savoring the kiss, to fading in glimpse, I wish/
I could have my eyes closed for a minute/
Least till my iris isnt rose tinted/
Questions arise who could've rolled in it/
The dream I mean no face in the scene/
The body was a deme, mean a Dime Damn!where is my mind/
I Find that I'm inclined to search/
Brand New Nikes and a Mighty Health Shirt/
Same as dream so I might find her first/
Call me a a preacher I'm just trying to find a church
(And none of us wanted to die alone.
I follow the light to find my way back home)
If you'd seen what i'd seen you'd say shes heaven sent/
or at least an angel that heaven rents/
I'm seven cents short bus fare/
trust there's reason,I relent and walk/
Look across the park, police tape and outlined chalk/
woman is struggling for life in the dark/
marked for death, march of the blessed/
one bullet to the abdommen she trying her best/
I sprint to the mess, so I can assist/
Iris lands on the lips I wished to kiss/
My organs flip and heart is mangled/
Another returned the deposit on my angel/
:EDIT:
YO, Found MAD fat beats from early nineties...lets get it on!!!
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