Olga (1984)

(альбом: Rejovich - 2013)

Oh God damn, we're just having a good time
Just had to put my thoughts on a page

Oh yea, I've missed that big booty of yours tho' hahah
Let me rap it too you real quick tho'
Let me now what you're saying

Sipping guinness'es, chilling on the moon
Her name is fucking Luna, I'm the looney to the tune
Kissing on her neck, because she's georgues
Flirting with her momma, 'cus her ass is so enourmos
The sweet endeavour and -, she's bordering on clever
suffocated with that pussy, masturbated acapella
I mean mastucated, chewing on her pen
Spill the cereal, and smuggle magic
Mushrooms for the sex (for the sex)
I shed a tear with a beer
Limitations of the imitated, speak with no fear
Crack the bottle of the henny, spilling pennys
Cheers for the years, hate to see you leave, and don't blame it on the beers
Over rated, emancipated by pissy fits
Smoochy and salubrious, bedazzled by his nigga lips
So bedazzled as he babbled out a weird slang
Speaking like a muffin as he muffled out the kid's name
I'll unplug and I'll move like a fucking slug
And this flow with smuther your ears so I'm breaking them earplugs
And them cables getting distorted, I'm certain to unplug
Disposables and dug, can never wet that fuckin bed cus' daddy was a thug
Uncles that he never had 'cus crack over love
Beds full of bugs, bed bugs I'm a sucker for the drugs
But on the rag, moany as my grandad
While you was playing PlaySation, she was out in Baghdad
I'm done spitting I'm never preaching I'm sitting
And she's licking on my body yeah she's mimicking a kitten
But I'm hear to fucking conquer, predicaments of mayans
And I'm crying to my self esteem, is heaven gonna prosper?
I built this city raw like I was chewing on a Stanley Blade
Evade with the hope crushing the city on a renegade
And stomping on his tippy toes and running til the priest say
Our only lord and saviour was a nigga
Jerusalem was Africa until they came and pillaged
Picking out the beauty in the queens
Taking all the kings, tying them in chains
Taking all my money, and making me a slave
I bear witness to this testament of grief
Analogies and ullitgies cus' everything is bleak
God's always telling me to contemplate and concentrate
And illustrate my inner hate
Simile's that asimulate
Commiserate upon the misery of getting cream
Flirting with the queen, oops I mean Eve
Cause She was always nagging bout' an apple in a tree
Imagine if the bible said Adam, not Eve
But Steve, would
And I like them girls raw, always bordering a freak
And I like my steaks bloody raw, leaking on the meat
And them black bitches twerking on my pee pee for a tweet
And a pig with a severed head, hanging by his feet
Like a negro, back in 1923
But the spades in my daggers, stabbing apples from my tree
And don't blame it on the beers, but cheers
All I wanna do is shed a tear
And don't blame it on the beers, but cheers
All I wanna do is shed a tear
And don't blame it on the beers
All I wanna do is shed a tear
And don't blame it on the beers, but cheers
All I wanna do is shed a tear