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oddyssey - dharma ft. l.elliot كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: oddyssey]
they ask me, ain’t you worried about the world endin’? f-ck it
i don’t need a list to tell me how to kick the bucket
i don’t need a bad b-tch smokin’ up my nuggets
i gave ’em a f-ck, could care less where they stuck it
in cl-ss, kickin’ edgar allan poe
raven like a writin’ desk, quick check the flow
star trek marathon, mounain out of c0ke
you could act like you ain’t really bout it bout it, ho
whoa oh, it’s 2012 ad?
why you still waitin’ for that certain shade of green?
and you pop, poppin’ the bean!
ramon’s traphouse, sippin’ sprite and codeine
spread them thighs, ho i’m trynna get between
b-tches is b-tches, i don’t mean to demean
all about a dollar and them dollars bout me
wu in the deck, f-ck you know about cream?

it’s that lyrical speech therapist
sin sayer, causin’ trauma and embarr-ssment
arrogant, flairin’ up and courtin’ all them heiresses
apparent that ms. paris is sqwuakin’ like some parrots is
sharp, pair of scissors, lesbian encounter, it’s that
lakeview terrace minus samuel l terrorist
el daring-est, rock paper guns dynomite
flyer kite runner like a soph0m-ric sub -ssigned it
thirsty for them cosigns, blow sinuses
bless ya’ll, side affected with that flow dryness
like linus, got them benjamins folded under them blankets
endin’ careers faster than you f-gs ended plankin’
i’m thankin’ any of ya’ll gods who ain’t crankin’
like jesus tellin’ tyler that he ain’t a fan of bacon
i got you shakin’, in them chuck taylor laces
spit like throat cancer through some rose gold braces, sh-t

time travelin’ bunnies
bring the ruckus, boondocks and gin rummy
you whack lads is gettin’ a bit chummy
but it’s the major fab four gettin’ dome from your mummy
underwraps, mark summers rollin’ doobies up
double dare, couple spare dollars when they b00bies up
got this b-tch about as drunk as sleeping beauty was
creepin’ on her timeline for some pics of booty!
who be us? them self philanthropists
undergraduate, those adamant rap -n-lysts
spittin’ contaminants, k!llin’ christian evangelists
catapultin’ b-tches and feelin’s back to bandwagon
never lettin’ bops hop on it
i’m chopped, call it, mexican chop with hot sauce on it
cops want it, never let ’em get the drop on it
rich boy, croppin’ off the lop sodded hot sausauge
mollywhoppin’, curb stomp ’em in to boxes
in the home depot, with your mom pickin’ out coffins
coughing up, astonished this white kid has bars
and it’s kinda f-ckin’ hard to keep up with the major squadron
lost, livin’ out my days til’ the end
my last words spoken will not make me friends
we’re in the antechamber to the lion’s den
the fall of mankind, time and time again

[verse 2: l.elliot]
ultraviolet ectoplasm oozing out her bed
the moon is in alignment the goddess is never dead
she followed gardner to the garden’s ring
whooped another b-tches -ss who fantasized about the stings
and the order of things, like riding alex sanders
let the old ones gang banged her but don’t hang her
dressed in her red spangled
my very own samantha
used to watch the show in pampers
ankle bracelets made of bell, books, and candles
king diamond for my grandma
a god father for my grandpa
to understand the dharma of the adharma
my love for marilyn & anton
before kern shot him with a lunch box
my b-tches wear dianic
with no love for hip-hop cuz this sh-ts soft
so they sing along to bathory
elizabeth taking blood baths with me
after charlotte free sucks the yuth out of me
to be forever 21 i’m c-mming on her maybelline its done

- oddyssey

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