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Lancey Foux

No Religion

 

No Religion

(album: Pink II - 2018)


I don't believe in you I can read you like a ritual
I'm on her mind all the time I had an intent to do
Liars cover lies with lies that's what they tend to do
I'm the real thing I'm Lancey Foux I ain't no friend to you
Start with a bike, went to a beam, and my next is a Bentley coupe
Wanna hit, we can hit, we can hit, we can hit, we can crash like Bandicoot
Come equipped with a stick can't slip, like no I'm gonna do what I'm meant to do
I don't believe in you I can read you like a ritual

4 by 4, 4 times
Already died more ties
Either they hate or lie
Tell em' I died no 8 or 9
All black, low eyes, graveyard vibes, sleep in the day, live in the night
Gone poison going Poseidon, P4 Porsche, like the one that I'm riding
Came through shining, shining, shining, Dyslexic diamonds, Einsteining
Dime on hold, I'm still deciding, do I let her go or do I pipe
I'm in demon mode it's perfect timing, run it up till everything's priceless
Never going wrong I'm staying righteous
With regards but not the kindest

I don't believe in you I can read you like a ritual
I'm on her mind all the time I had an intent to do
Liars cover lies with lies that's what they tend to do
I'm the real thing I'm Lancey Foux I ain't no friend to you
Start with a bike, went to a beam, and my next is a Bentley coupe
Wanna hit, we can hit, we can hit, we can hit, we can crash like Bandicoot
Come equipped with a stick can't slip, like no I'm gonna do what I'm meant to do
I don't believe in you I can read you like a ritual

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