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evan white - garden of eden كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: evan white]
& more importantly, they’re forcing me to morbid storm this beat
& normally i’m 4-3, i’m born to form the creeks
contort with geeks, escort the freaks to morgue, & mourn the fleets
of ordered water peaks, & more important h–rded beats
what’s a king to a pharaoh?
with my bow & arrow i’m ripping through bone marrow
like sparrow i’m causing harrow
this poetry, you know it’s me, i’m floating over seas
to show & speak of those deceased, from overflowing beats
in rap i’m all-american, & though we all american
we get embarr-ssed for fairer skin, or bearing a rarer grin
i’m sparing aaron, for clearing the f-ckin air of sin
we should pair & bare a win, andrew & aaron harrison
ain’t this getting embarr-ssing?
a couple kids ferrising destroyed you in comparison, soon i will be paris-ing
faking procrastination like taking a fat replacement
baking in aggravation i wait for -ss-ssination
i like a newbie groupie chick, she sent me a booty pic
she mustn’t be new to this, how she know that’s do dee trick
after i doobie fl1ck, wrote this verse on cutie’s t-ts
& some woonsocket rap is sucking more than f-cking nudie fl1cks
sometimes i wonder if my dreams are the reality
& if i got the mentality to know my morality
don’t question the beating, we’re deep & never retreating
now me & siddy eat & skeet in the garden of eden

[verse 2: sidius]
make you down a double cup of cyanide
in my room doing shrooms with the groom and the bride
the drugs that i use have never been prescribed
got a vampire’s mind, i need blood to survive and thrive
n-ggas out here get a little too high, then die
while i ain’t got no limit with penicillin
tracks and women aren’t the only thing i’m k!lling
your hands started at your pockets and now they flying towards the ceiling (ahhh n-gga)
give you bullets for breakfast
a-aimed it at your head but your body intercepted
memory’s perfected so don’t test my recollection
slit your throat with the poke, dotted line to your necklace
i, give you bullets for breakfast
aimed it at your head but your body intercepted
memory’s perfected so don’t test my recollection
slit your throat with the poke, dotted line to your necklace
send a hundred shots call that centipede
shooting out obscenities like heavy artillery
sprayed phaze with the tec, the ruger missed his medulla
guessing you a leg shooter not a f-cking head shooter
electric sh-t, yeah i stun these hoes, taze your -ss with that stun gun flow
evan black told me don’t go slow, so i brought some white to this ro-de-o
spaz attacking rapping, added dash of some enchantments
got my twelve gauge vocals blasting, shotgun wedding never happened
unsigned but i’m ravaging past them halftime has beens
not everyone who loves me calls me roughneck its just jasmin
might be thin elastic, you ain’t eating like you fasting
past tense left ghosts gasping on them dots, b-tch call me pac-man
sid the ripper, i body those, instagram posting rapper schmoes
all my homies some average joes with the dreams of being philosophers
snort that blow, now my nostrils hurt, walk around me, i’ll palm your skirt
evan’s jesus, sidius’ hitler and this gap stay brown cuz i brush with dirt
kinda speedy, so pledge allegiance to my gums bleeding
they’re the reason i’m even in here, breathing out these demons
mouth be leaking, the thing i love most is shattered to pieces
so how you really believe i won’t keep your life from proceeding?
first and foremost, those who’ve chosen to believe in
spreading false hope, preaching disease we know as jesus
please i rap to fast, to breath this speed you need to be a heathen
apple snapple with adam and eve in the garden of eden

- evan white

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