John Hendrixs - Aristocracy lyrics

[Intro] I'm trying to figure out what you really are You even from here? who's DNA consistently Changes like that? this experience is giving Me misapprehensions baby, celestial interpretations Baby, i swear i was on unidentified cloud, can i touch? gold never felt so inspiring you lead me right [Verse 1: John Hendrixs] Beauty and the beast, beauty and the beast Smoke a little tree, look you in the eye Tiphereth Rub from your crown to your feet, spread your wings Let a naga eat, drinking from your waterfall, garden of Eden Eating tasting your vegetables, breaking out the olive oil You a Pisces I'ma Leo, love it when our skin meet/meat like Carnivores, she prey for him, she pray for me, precious piece Of delicacy i wouldn't mind to impregnate "Vesica piscis" No blasphemy work her in my church clothes on a mission Do it missionary, k** it like Constantine, kiss her spine, close Thoughts and concentrate, got your body oscillating, sedated Awkward yelling, don't me "GOD" call me Akinyele, both legs Crossed now I'ma nail it, Chocolate, Vanilla, Carmel, I'm into that To hell with the feminist my phallus off balance can darken The hemisphere, nothing like Ain and melanin, red bottoms And leopard print, lotus flowers on her summer dress, up in Sumer Showing humbleness, abbess wanna join with him, so they say Abstinent, so they fasting with him, I'm taking off this abnet, tapping it, tapping it lavishly (Hook) May i please rub your throne, may i please feel your thorn in me Never met a man missing horns, never tasted the site of an Aristocracy [Verse 2: John Hendrixs] L7, your girl doing things she won't tell you Plenty secrets she won't whisper, pa**ion got her tongue Twisted, confessing couple sessions got her purified Baptized by the fire, cool her off with the holy water Capsized on her side, start at thirty five inched, forty five Fifty five, Sixty five inched, sixty five, fifty five, forty five Thirty five inched, anything less is childish, like peaches and Apple-bottoms even watermelons minus avocados I know i act asinine sometimes fancy bravado, girl hop In my carlo, this how kings did it in Cairo, Black Crown Tops Roman emperors, raised on Donna and Cartier With an abnormal intellect, my game is deep like a Mandelbrot I'ma her weakness plus her antidote, Krishna just began to glow I'm emanating the less creatives yeah they hating like Oh (Hook) May i please rub your throne, may i please feel your thorn in me, never met a man missing horns, never tasted the site of an Aristocracy