Token - Dirty flesh lyrics

I do what I wish My mom think I be losing my grip When it come to the bars, I’m a retard Ain’t nobody get stupid as this First grade I wasn’t using my whits Using my finger and using my fist Using my anger and using bad word Thank God that my future is this Now, I do what I want Do what I do, what you do is just watch Holding up all the fans, holding up all the hands, holding up all the pants Louis Vuitton Everyone know that I got the bomb bomb And I got a razor and you got a pom-pom And I gotta say word if you got a problem ‘Cuz I got a banger, you can hear the pop pop pop Woahhh Wait a minute, keep a distance, I be shy Met an angel, then I kissed it, then I kissed it goodbye Pay attention, pay a visit, I won’t pay your a*s a dime I might let you live forever through a rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme Woah Unopposed, I don’t posed, I’m just it I don’t fold (spits) only gold in my spit And she all up on my s**t like she really, really know it Smart girls give the best head to the best poet Ain’t no women hate me they get used to me S**t, even when I do insult ’em, I do it so beautifully S**t, I might k** the expectation, I might sing the eulogy S**t, you might end up walking home for thinking that you’re cool with me S**t, ride with me Forget about everybody and cry with me Let’s jump in the fire and you can die with me Pretend like it is forever and lie with me Yeah, lie with me Yea, sleep with me Yeah, wake up in the morning with a secret me Yeah, everything I do, I do it secretly Yeah, every single night I lose a piece of me A piece of me, no peace in me I rip your f*cking head off, do it peacefully The sky is falling, I’ma put it back together evenly And never get a thank you What is love when she only hug me to restrain me and only kiss me to shut me up? I got blood that isn’t fam I got fam that isn’t blood I got s**t to help me sleep, convince ’em it isn’t d** I got the girl of my dream convincing me she isn’t drunk With an invisible cup, I promise I didn’t see it.(dirty flesh) Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty flesh Ya ya ya All I see, cons of a conscience Ya ya ya All I see, perks of a Percocet Ya ya ya Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty flesh Ya ya ya All I see, cons of a conscience Ya ya ya All I see, perks of a Percocet Ya ya ya. Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh I am only here to make a child say a curse in bed (f*ck, f*ck) I am only here to make a virgin wet Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh Every single morning I’m a year closer to d**h Every single time I f*cked a b***h I had birthday s*x Yea, and you can be here with me I’ve been on the job, been to a lot of city I’ve been through the odds, they been all against me Used to listen to mom, now I listen to 50 Teach you how to rob, just an itty-bitty If they steal my innocence, I’ll be stealing it back And all of the guilt they left me with, I’ll be giving them that It’s either mission complete or permission to bla! bla! bla! Ya ya ya See Benji boy so explosive I threw a chair at the wall and now the walls have opened Ya ya ya Took my momma’s lighter, threw it in the ocean Now that cigarette is dry as my voice if she ask where the f*ck I’m going Ya ya ya I don’t know Ya ya ya Ay I’ll go with the maniac It’ll take my soul and I may adapt And I’ll make the gold, and I’ll make the cash And I’ll hang the rope and I may attach And I’ll lay alone till I fade to black With a case of blow and a case of ash. Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty flesh Ya ya ya All I see, cons of a conscience Ya ya ya All I see, perks of a Percocet Ya ya ya Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty flesh Ya ya ya All I see, cons of a conscience Ya ya ya All I see, perks of a Percocet Ya ya ya. Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh Thought I did the dirt but I was done by the dirt instead I delete my history like you do when you surf the web Ya ya ya Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh Ya ya ya Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh Standing on the chair like the bulb ain’t working yet Hanging myself with the new Gucci turtleneck. Ashes to ashes Dust to dust I stomp on the ground, the ground hit me with an uppercut I spit at the clouds, got rained on in the winter Struck by lightning in the sun But I do what I wish and I get what I wish forrr.