The Art of Dying Well lyrics

by

Johnny Polygon


[Intro]
Her legs firmly wrapped around
My mind, there is no sound
Seldom everest
That sweet October rain
What a shame
You should know
How come
pus*y gun

[Verse 1]
I swear to god I hope she hear me
I mean that sh*t sincerely
I pray that she forgive me
For what happens in Miami
These women out to get me
But they rarely understand me
These n*ggas ain't pus*y
But they close, call 'em panties
Her plans to rule the world by the age of 27
Dead or alive, n*gga I'ma be a legend
I guess I got a couple months to make my mark
(Okay) I guess I should maybe start

[Bridge x2]
But if the raise don't kill me
The business will
Or the pain or anger, the things I feel
I'm insane or f*cking genius
It's rocks and hard places
This was stuck between us

[Hook x2]
It's pus*y!
pus*y gun

[Verse 2]
I'm so close that I can taste it
Think of all the talent God has wasted on this sharp tongue
No I do not have a blog but I should start one
I'll get all over that once my album art's done
Got a thousand pictures in my basement
Of every show I rocked, of every place I've been
My closest enemies and my fakest friends
All who made me into the man I am today

[Bridge x2]
If the raise don't kill me
The business will
Or the pain or anger, the things I feel
I'm insane or f*cking genius
It's rocks and hard places
This was stuck between us

[Hook x2]
It's pus*y!
pus*y gun

[Outro]
All of this is so hard
pus*y is the root of everything
But what if there was no God
The people had the power
All of this is so hard
pus*y is the root of everything
But what if there was no God
The people had the power
What if there was no God
The devil's in the details
Life's a f*ckin' female
b*tch

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