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This Was - Boss Feat. Sledge

MCSledge on November 05, 2012 02:41

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    Produced by Boss
    Lyrics by Boss & Sledge

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    (Boss)
    Surrender your serenity
    No wonder there's no entity
    Left for me to send to heaven
    With a sticky note saying "Enter me!"
    Cuz I'm a virgin give me that,
    Number 14 to be exact
    I'm looking out for acrobats
    To swing me in their laps
    I mean, you see how high those fuckers go
    Up in so, I'm off of drugs, so If I want a buzz
    I got to join the puppet show
    Let me know if I'm talkin' nonsense
    often caused after NOS consumption
    It's a problem, I'll admit it
    If you're innocent, throw the rock then
    Innocent... There's a word I haven't heard in a while...
    Let's see...
    Problem solved, I got the ball
    And all and all, it's not fixed
    You're not sick, and you're not some kind of fuckin' hot shit
    Here's the topic: Lift your tops
    It's all at once robotic
    Not unless we're all undressed
    It's the opposite of a sausage fest
    And you're not a walkin' prodigy
    You're just a fraud who got diseased
    And you're not a God, so grow some balls
    And then you can come talk to me
    Your fuckin' period is seriously irritating...
    Here it is again, I'm still hearing that it's irrigating
    Gimme a beat, a drop
    I think I'm sick, I'm seeing spots
    I think I'm pissed, I pee a lot
    I think these chicks are freaking hot!
    But I don't need your tits, your ass, your V.
    Stop asking me for autographs,
    A lot of that's just what I think is courtesy

    This was.... This was... This was... This was...

    (Sledge)
    I'm Heaven sent
    Laughter transition
    Pivotal progress
    Just listen as I spit more
    Lost causes between your ears
    Brain food for thought raw sense and condensed projects
    Talk of laws toxins
    And the cogs working within my head
    Luxury infinity Industry sin in me
    Stuck on repeat for about 32 bars
    On par but off kilter
    I lack filter
    My tracks hilter
    (fuck)
    I mean Helter Skelter
    excuse me I haven't slept in quite a few days
    I begin from the depth of this rude praise
    I chew ways
    And by ways I mean out
    And by who
    I mean what.
    I mean which
    By which I mean was
    This
    I mean this was
    Because I have nothing left I meant to say to you
    I've already bit my tongue through
    And I'm getting too dumb dude
    I think it's whatever they got me breathing in this air
    Screw gun control
    We need lung control
    I can't even breathe without me smoking a pack a day for the last eight or so years
    So!
    Back to the ever working gears
    As I try to think my way through endeavors when actions the key
    I realized why you're passing me
    So if this happens to be a map I might just cry out from exhaustion
    I've lost my only other option
    And that's the way...
    That...
    This...
    Was...

    This was.... This was... This was... This was...

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