Chasing After You (Ft.SkyWoot)
• Written by Quellie • Featuring
[Singer:]
[SkyWoot:]
pen hits the paper, words turn into anger
red with vicious rays my retinas aimed at the rangers
shifty stares from distant strangers
babies dead from different hangers
bombs are dropped with signs that'll warn you all of the danger
ya never know what you're getting into
a burning building or that brand new nice looking swim suit
the game isn't over until somebody moves
too bad nobody knew this life will soon be probably through
spoon fed fat until you die live like a wise or type of rich the guy
you ain't gotta give divine words flight unless they wings are wide
ready to fly pierce the heavens strike the sky and don't ask why
convince the rising tides to set aside their issues aside, or split, divide
swinging with combined strength to finally fit inside the fight
been hurt before
but its never kept me low unless my feet don't contact the floor
even though i'm too poor to afford a phone to call up for more
[singer:]
[Cerveza:]
Ayo, SkyWoot, get me the ice cream truck,
You know that I'm gonna steal this kids for an extreme fuck,
Nah I'm joking i aint no pedophile, Jimmy Savile,
When I show you my mentality, psycho unraveled,
I kidnap these bitches from the 9 till the 5,
And I think over dinner if I'm gonna let them survive,
It's like I already spit people out their lives,
I just use my skill, no guns, no bats, no knives,
I got a hobby and my hobby's sewing,
Stuffing bodies everyday and then ask them where they're going,
In the attic where my other stuffed animals are,
Except from the bones which i turn into guitars,
Mentally deranged, I got the mind of Hitler,
and if a bitch try to scream then I'm gon' hit her,
They say i should be in an asylum,
But all i did was kill the demons, "bye mom".
[Outro:]
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Quellie
Member since March 7 2014