Loose Lyrics #12 | Original poetry by Dookiebrownflow
I see glitches
I see niggas spinning webs
Lying like they laying on a sofa
Soda full of Poision
Toxins in the air
I'm not truly sure
if they really care
manipulating the matrix
Satan done sizzle my nerves
aging like Benjamin button
I grew up on Budden
I'm moved by emotion
This music I use it to cope with
Its soothing for solar
sex is a weapon
This womb is my second
Hexes are swirling
My plexus is fertile
This arua is purple
Been mixing my blood with the blues
Tell me who's who
Devil be plotting he hoping I loose
Hope God kept her promise
I know she still watching
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