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guayaba - mariposa mala كلمات الأغنية

bienvenidos, round two
soy guayaba, what it do
i’m that buck nasty bruja wit da piercings and da tattoos
and i refuse to settle for anything less than what i know i’m due
get those wallets out and pay baby
f_ck you
i’m incredible tasty tender and edible
a magical blend of flavors that you find incomprehensible
i know i look tropical
sticky sun kissed and unstoppable
can’t handle the sublingual or swallow just got the topical you p_ssy n_gga

take
all of my burdens and bind them with the things you hate
burn off the corners and mourn them ’til you think you’ve found the right vessel
take out your mortar and pestle its timе to
grind, grid that sh_t up, grind that sh_t up
into a paste
slather it evеrywhere don’t let any go to waste
you love the feeling but you’ll forever hate the taste
its a ritual every night its habitual and
i can’t stop
i can’t stop

i’m gonna need a couple of
ccs of that cultural context stat
cuz ppl see g baby as a cultural conquest that
does not feel confident about their continent’s contents at
night i still cannot close my eyes i still have a conscience dad
i crawled outta my cocoon a lovely liminal creature
a lepidoptera you soon gotta pay 50k for a feature so listen closely
contactguayaba
write down my gmail
get my email
if you want me to play
cuz i am da black witch midnight moth
mariposa de la muerte
duppy bat across the threshold
gonna bring the mala suerte
wait for the night
lock it up tight
thinkin that it makes you safe from the omen
you kept the deadbolt on
but you forgot you leave the windows open
so
i flutter to each corner of the room you watch me go
a harbinger of doom you wanna zoom_a_zoom but on the low
cuz all you see in me is a bremelo who still lives at home
but if you knew what i could show you
i just know that you would

take
all of my burdens and bind them with the things you hate
burn off the corners and mourn them ’til you think you’ve found the right vessel
take out your mortar and pestle its time to
grind, grid that sh_t up, grind that sh_t up
into a paste
slather it everywhere don’t let any go to waste
you love the feeling but you’ll forever hate the taste
its a ritual every night its habitual and
i can’t stop
i can’t stop

- guayaba

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