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Sunshine

 

Sunshine

(album: Panic Force - 2020)


You know
I think I lost my mind again
Still caught up with the minor things
Spilt milk on all your memories
We fuck into insanity
I sweat your scent, cos I ate you right
In the Porsche parked outside the windy road
Where you once laid, you can remain
I'm not okay

Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me

Roll around town Betty Boop, no filler
Came up from the zoo, pretty itch I'm a gorilla
Got the mortein zoot, throw a ciggie out the window
Press my girl like she Nintendo, flip that pussy like a Reno
No cash flow, spent it all on a key and some alcho
Outback Joe, sucking on creme crocodile from the get go
Bindi on a bean, Irwin on a benzo
See you suckers are Animorphs
Turn into a snake, rap her skin when the camera off
Offside with my boys, like really?
Fuck your whole team I'm a porch side billy, oi

I been, racking my brain
She seen all of my face
I wanna settle my mistakes
I'm not okay, I'm not okay

Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No paycheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me

Me get it popping, keep it bopping on new additions
On top of the trouble, we need a shuttle for later missions
I'm all for, they said what?
Thought they packing, I bring the ruckus and if they go off?
Air Max can't hold me down
She'll go hard, when the rhythm rip fast
So I'll whip that ass, with a "zig-a-zig-ah"
And it's ode to brothers me being the holy father
Don't call me papa, me Cher Guevara the matta
Hit the thighs senorita, that soul sacrifice
She a Chief ah, Keef ah
Falling from the heavens, I guess that shawties a eater
Little bit a punk in a little ballerina
Hit the thighs senorita, 1955 that Lolita
Mr Fire by the litre
Steady copping a flogging, still getting box like a coffin, I'm on

I been, racking my brain
She seen all of my face
I wanna settle my mistakes
I'm not okay, I'm not okay

Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No paycheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me

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