Time Camp Lo

[Geechi Suede]
Bacardí Límon, a zone, I'm gone
I'm diving in the doja at night, my light, my life
I'm trapped inside illusion, in flight
I'm lost, I'm found, my sound was designed by dusk
Clogging emotions and I'm bleeding, I'm lusk

[Sonny Cheeba]
Out the hour glass, magic, my tragic is often alternate
What's the motive? To ride in automotives
Explosives will blast every time we coast this
Too much roaches in the ashtray, too high

[Geechi Suede]
Infatuated, I never graduated
But I'm happy that you made it
Cause I'm always getting faded, and my ninjas they be dated
Cause they ain't gettn' no fetti but they esso is heavy
And they aim is always ready

[Sonny Cheeba]
What's the meaning of thought? From an escort
Caught when you launch, she just thought and open closed doors
Off shore accounts count, pen taught to an hourglass temptress
Take ahead and stone, who think they in a storm