Alien Nation
• Written by LowKi
said, i was raised up in this alien nation,
by myself, like alienation
eye the vibration,
minds racing like mimes dating,
pops gone, an moms hating
so stiff, like our minds bracing.
but mines fine, so i'm chasing,
the top spot, cause i got,
what these other suckers must not.
they bust snot, you suss? nah..,
yo
stay lowki so the po don't know me,
seem lonely cause most cats is phony,
they phone me, on some stupid ass boloney
so they stay below me, so they can blow me,
or just gas me up.
had that ass whipped,
then passed quick like a semi-truck
but still ain't shit changing';
i'll remain the same until I gain patience,
an chill till i feel painstaking frustration
of wanting to kill, be assuaged from my elation.
yo chill..
i thought shit used to be perfect,
when we was both working,
stackin, reserving.
regardless,
imma have her back for certain.
for better or for worse an, whatever comes next.
if love were a person, she prolly be sex
if lust were a person, she prolly named vex.
it's all cool, we all do shit we ain't thought through.
step near mom dukes, an get saw through like thongs do.
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LowKi
Member since April 11 2015