EarthGang - Masturpeace lyrics

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EarthGang - Masturpeace lyrics

[Hook] Ok Bad news Phone call 'em So called In my zone, tryna write a song, tryna masturpeace [Verse 1: Doctur Dot] Dressing up for casualties, R.I.P Penny T's, R.I.P Pendergra**, teddy bears in the street I can barely bear to be a better me Best believe, Momma own last first Best worst enemy Oh Lord Old Ford, Old Dodge, old dude, hodge podge Hot porridge in the soles of my feet Shotty solo, 47 k**ing souls for free Empty handed Moss and the kids pissing on my knee Hold on, gotta breathe Ok, funny how laughing hard make you crazy Crazy how crying soft make you nervous It's nerve-racking that the people that they said blood to persons is brainwashed to feel the most worthless [Hook x2] Bad news Phone call 'em So called In my zone, tryna write a song, tryna masturpeace [Post-Hook x2] Fresh out of filter tips Guess I'll just use this [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Johnny Venus] Years fly by with you Maybe that's a good thing, maybe I done found me a good thing Bird's eye high with you Got him seeing new things, think I might've found the other shoestring That was corny but you laughed how us do When I'm with you, I can't even hear things It's like I'm at the bottom of a rosy pool I just wanna be here for a couple days I just wanna "Hi babe" I can't even think straight Now I'm late with replays Every day's another hour Every hour's just a minute Every minute I don't see you, I can see the phrase I know it's driving away And girl, it's driving insane Standing under waterfalls calling you Always gotta struggle with the follow through It's my fault, it's not on you It's my fault, it's not on you I'm just here to drop off Cuz I'm so anti and you so let's try And we just might've hit the drop off But if you don't mind, hope we this one time 'fore we just fall and get our rocks off Plus you know I don't f** with the locks off Usually, I don't f** with the socks off Never that, never trust, not the knock off It's too much, it's too much, girl to hop off Cuz karma could give a f** what you fin' to or intend to, what your friends do Reach for the end, so pa** me the hot sauce [Outro] Fresh out of filter tips Hoping this won't hurt a bit Tell the angels you deserve a lift