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Don’t cut my hair Delilah
I’m an old timer who mostly support from his homies, but they’re in short supply these days
But I’m not lonely, cuz I got you right beside me, you’re my poison ivy, I be
Obviously itching for your leaf upon me, mami got me helter skelter
Never felt the way you feel me, she said he said she said fill me
Is this really, what I’ve been waiting for?
Maybe I’m a little crazy for you
There’s always something that I got to say
I can always jibber jabber with the best of em
Women I got the best of em, feminine in the chest and
She hold me when I’m depressed and these emotions get the best of me
I’m swimmin’ in medicine, she’s the only one who lets me in
This is such an unusual pharmaceutical, part of my heart is musical
It’s beautiful art, truly bizarre, she’s real in a way that few people are
But I know the feeling the feeling the feeling the feeling is mutual so, let’s go
Running to your heart, I’m blister-bound
Running to your heart, I’m blister-bound
Running to your heart, I’m blister-bound
Blister-bound, blister-bound
I want you in my mouth, the sound of your name is sweet
I tasted forbidden fruit and now it’s eating through my teeth
Cuz I repeat it in my sleep, the only time I R.I.P.
Is when in diabetic coma from the mantra that I speak
Kama Sutra queen, induce a lucid dream, a music fiend
Who can’t kick kick drums, bums loosies, licks liquid Lucy
She hits like Bruce Lee kicks, loosely gripped like cruise control
I’m losing, I’m losing my soul to her
Hold my hand if you miss it, you’re no quick slam or no mistress
It’s so bananas I’m slipping, the only thing on my Christmas list
I want Santa to bring is you, you handle your business
I’m programmed to protect like Soprano witnesses
And those hips are so thick I need panoramas to picture em
You’re quicksand and you’re pulling me under, the wonderland that we live in
Is giving me feelings, they’re bubbling up, can’t understand how you’re fucking me up like this
But I like like this and I like like you
Imma run til there’s holes in the soles of my shoes
I got my holes in my shoes, and I’m running to you