Album: Art Class
I'm legally retarded, look what we started
I'm dumb enough to do it, smart enough to beat the charges
Got your girl in my hood on the kitchen wall
And it feels good like hot water on itchin' balls
They say life's a bitch? That's cuz they haven't met her
She's strange and always changing like cabin pressure
I was walkin' cool- she taught me a lesson
Now I'm runnin' hot- like I need a compressor, yesssir!
You know it's on when the beat yike
Arm hangin' out the window shootin' out the street lights
It's a traphouse I don't care if your lady there
I'ma still lay you down like baby hair
They sneak dissin' is funny, I call it fanmail
You're a snake in the grass with pentagram scales
Nobody but the devil, cut the shovel handle short
Even though we go back like auditors and child support
Snuffa Luffa Gus, Cut another slit up in her throat
For the backtalk, now your insides on the back wall
you finished, hoe?
That guttersnipe better bite down on a butterknife
'Fore she say a nigga name, put her in the game
Blitz on the play, down set hike
He was scared so his life gone, he shouldn't have said it
I kill feds like micros kill women's edges
We the welcoming committee but don't let it fool you
We break your insides, tear you open like a pack of noodles
|4||My Nerve (Welcome Back)|
|6||To The Beat With Alia Moore|
|14||Double Edge With Emika|
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|EarFear - Art Class Album Lyrics|
|4.||My Nerve (Welcome Back)|
|6.||To The Beat With Alia Moore|
|14.||Double Edge With Emika|
|2||Double Edge With Emika|
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