Lips - Moodie Black

I swear, I’d be a problem

If I could only get one second out my lips

I’d be a problem

(K. d e a t h)

I ain’t never worn no flag

I don’t even like my dirt

I resort to fangs all out

Swimming in my shame

With my lanes — all doubt

Bleeding paranoia, I have no idea

Heavy in the shade

Grey: it degrades my age all black-bag

Dreams in a fade I’m glad bear-eating-face, no fads

Tearing at the brown a little late to feel the sway

Swear I had a fox tryna tell me its phase

Wether wake or fake stakes ash in a bath

Burning like a bad sun peeling from the swag

What the Hell I run from?

I don’t feel like running anymore

What the Hell I running from?

I don’t feel like running anymore

I swear, I’d be a problem

If I could only get one second out my lips

I’d be a problem

I swear, I’d be a problem

If I could only get one second out my lips

I’d be a problem

(Ceschi)

Ever did a ballet pirouette

Just to dodge a bullet on a bad day?

Never yet?

Ever had to pray to an absent god

Hoping to avoid an early grave?

Fuck another fraud (yeah)

This is knife in a narc’s heart level art

Bite mark on a white-devil type dark

Spitting that fight for your life

Snipe president

(Shit) I’ma die with my four fingered fist clenched

Who am I to tell you how to live?

I could never save you from the abyss

I️ ain’t ever been like y’all

I’ve been off course still running

Life-is dumb slow morphine drip

All of us crumble to bits

Everything is quiet in the end though

Everything is quiet in the end

Silent in the end

(K. d e a t h)

I pretend the sheets stay white

I can turn away not really looking

See the powers in the flowers not the furnace

Pedal in the pussy 'til its burning

While I’m sleeping in the wind until its morning

I resent the way the fucker fits without the privates

That I’m minus you the face of what I’m after

While we settle for the whitest since Paris

Probably not the same but I’ve been running from of it

Knowing what I’m doing killing women how I came up in it

I have never been like y’all too fuckin big too fuckin tall

Greens in the kitchen beans on the counter heavy under blankets half my life I

tried to fake it

But I, came what I 'IS'

I am cold fang to the pain of my fist (bliss)

I can barely breathe right now

I can barely breathe right now

I swear, I’d be a problem

If I could only get one second out my lips

I’d be a problem

I swear, I’d be a problem

If I could only get one second out my lips

I’d be a problem

I pretend the sheets stay white

I pretend the sheets stay white

I pretend the sheets stay white

I pretend the sheets stay white