[Hook: Marisoul]
Cinco minutos con vos
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
It's ugly, it's ugly not
Honey in the rock, money in the pot
As it begins to simmer down, thickening the plot
It's hard to say if anyone was listening or not
Look at you and me and the devil, three's company
I'ma be below sea level, please come for me
Loving you is where it's at, look what you've done for me
If I told you 'you feel high,' then you'd jump for me right?
You catch more flies with sugar than you do with shit
A wise woman told me while clutching her crucifix
I don't really have an excuse for this elusiveness
I stole a moment of truth, mutual exclusiveness
Like water and grease, warfare and peace
To crave sweet revenge and find sweet release
In the thrill of a victory, agony of defeat
The man I was meant to be is passing me in the street
The dark horse marched forth going further off course
Nevermind, I lost mine when you lost yours
One life, one death, which will cost more?
Crawling on the parquet floor doing parkour
To be alarmed by the sounds of the foghorn
What I need is closure I'm getting my epilogue on
You're Mississippi God-damned but I'm dog-goned
You never miss a good thing until it's long gone
Cinco minutos con vos
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
It's ugly, it's ugly not
Honey in the rock, money in the pot
As it begins to simmer down, thickening the plot
It's hard to say if anyone was listening or not
Look at you and me and the devil, three's company
I'ma be below sea level, please come for me
Loving you is where it's at, look what you've done for me
If I told you 'you feel high,' then you'd jump for me right?
You catch more flies with sugar than you do with shit
A wise woman told me while clutching her crucifix
I don't really have an excuse for this elusiveness
I stole a moment of truth, mutual exclusiveness
Like water and grease, warfare and peace
To crave sweet revenge and find sweet release
In the thrill of a victory, agony of defeat
The man I was meant to be is passing me in the street
The dark horse marched forth going further off course
Nevermind, I lost mine when you lost yours
One life, one death, which will cost more?
Crawling on the parquet floor doing parkour
To be alarmed by the sounds of the foghorn
What I need is closure I'm getting my epilogue on
You're Mississippi God-damned but I'm dog-goned
You never miss a good thing until it's long gone
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