Gil Wrayson - Paloma lyrics

[Intro] Eh, eh, eh-eh, eh [?], f**er [Verse 1: Gil Wrayson] MC Hammer ain't got sh** on me Cause I can also rap about the Addams family Let's go inside and make some rational decisions Before I get really pissed and give my forearm incisions My vision is weak, I'm hitting Dante's Peak I clear my Prasing history in front of you, you turn the other cheek What the f** is up with that? I would call you my bae But bae's a stupid f**ing word, you deserve better, Wednesday [Chorus: Gil Wrayson] I'm tripping on peyote Playing with my Power Glove Cause I'm Lucas And I'm in love with my Paloma (4x) [Verse 2: Gil Wrayson] Let's not talk about anything else but love However, I did figure out why you were sent from above b**h, you were sent here to f** me up, my little bu*tercup Are you my Denapholi? Naw, that's too shady Making me feel trapped, I really should've snapped But I'm only comfortable when we have this all mapped out Into the woods where they can never find us two I'd rather die than live without you [Chorus] (4x) [Verse 3: Gil Wrayson] You're being pulled in a new direction While your dad's sword is being pointed in One Direction Wait a minute! Got ideas so supreme My dream is to live somewhere that's green Janulis does too, but that's another story Why won't the world give me one normal f**ing scene I'm so full of myself, thinking I'm Don Juan Hey, at least this story's better than that Legally Blonde sh** [Chorus] (4x) [Spoken: Gil Wrayson] Fester's Quest for the NES