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Live Television

(album: Concept Vague - 2014)


Slake form the pass on the flow
Tell a bitch steady go ahead and break it down low
Thoughts fast moving like they on speed dial
And I tell you that I want to take your clothes off slow
Bad bitch look articulated
Said you coming fast but you never made it
Said move that ass down low
Let me see shit never shown, damn nigga I
Walk past like your last, like to see you moving fast
Take a break up on the grass
Can't take that shit, don't make it last
Come along with the song take you to a place I help you make a day
No stop, don't talk, no shit to say
If you be thinking this the end, you better change that mind again
Fuck naked for a day
Fucking his bitch and he was far away
Playing around from the bush to the bay
You still making a round from the lake to the shade
Thinking you made it, that shit that shit [?] made
Walking beside me and feeling the blade
Got it down, pair of ripped jeans Y-3's on
Bitch you never made shit I could be on
Dumb nigga wanna be on
Live television I'mma make you bleed on
I come suited in the motherfucking neon
Fly as fuck like my nigga leaning lead on
Told a woman never play around with my shit
Break this shit, your throat, I slit
Black bag, drop you in the pit
Act like shit I never dare

No time for your shit
No time for your motherfucking shit, bitch nigga
Pack that sack with bones, my nigga
Light up, click boom, bang pow, my nigga
Come back with them shots, my nigga
Say you got them knocks? Mine bigger
Twelve pass nine I miss the shit
Take pride in my Versace kit
You like flowers when they bloom
Call that new like showers in the noon
Wanna go camp, say I'll go real soon
Say she wanna get a lamp, see the moon real soon (real soon)
I call it natural, shit I say is factual
Shit you say is miniscule
I drown you in the blood-filled pool

Damn, damn

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