Guinnesses feat. Angelika & 4ize

8 views

Lyrics

Sheitan never came so ill, he got skill
 Met a brother from the drill that gave my spine chills
 All thirty three nerves
 Controlling my curves
 Common sense just swerved every time I got served
 Stress, frustration, empty rhetoric
 Cold as winter in Connecticut
 Compassion lacking deficit
 Thought it was love like, sent from above
 You not a soul-mate
 More ways and actions of a primate
 Who by low and census coming faker than extensions
 Pissed away all good intentions
 Outta here sister was missin'
 Intuition
 Maybe it was me
 I couldn't see
 Holdin onto fantasy
 Getting bitten by reality
 War wound, purple heart, love veteran
 Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
 Anything just to forget the hurt, incoming!
 Take cover, hit the dirt
 On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind
 And the POW's get left behind
 Mentally scarred for life, love is war
 And some chicks are just too hard to wife
 I shoulda deaded it from genesis
 'Stead of hittin' the Guinnesses
 Now I'm free falling
 Cursing at the street. bawling
 He ceased calling
 No appetite for feast darling
 So deep. all in, I bet he never stop balling women
 Forsake God for the scent of a man
 Sacrifice a whole life for a slice, overstand?
 Maybe it's a lack of pigment
 Loneliness imagine figment
 Only got the car tinted to pull extra G's in it
 Damn Jody, comin with the okie doke, pokie poke
 Steady rockin boats, got me aimin for ya throats
 Sniper scope
 Weren't we supposed to elope?
 Propose then ya froze, I don't think that I can cope
 Constant frustration, stemming from a no win situation
 Rushing lust and fornication
 Adding to the complication
 Patience is a virtue
 Pain run deep when love desert you
 Listenin' to whisperin'
 Choosing chaos over discipline
 Simpleton, life should really be a piece of intimance
 Relationships strengthening
 Flower essence: Penstemon
 Gentlemen, my favorite shit, so I've never forsaken it
 I persevere, make it fit, sculpting and reshaping it
 Taking sips off a fifth of it
 Passionate, intense
 Incense candles lit, scandalous
 Emotional bandages, why would he abandon this?
 Guess he couldn't handle it, the boss is magnanimous
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
04:41
Key
1
Tempo
166 BPM

Share

More Songs by MF DOOM

Albums by MF DOOM

Similar Songs