What the heck it damn do baby
I've been getting racks and practicing the ancient art of esoteric transmutation move making
Ooh bangin'
Dylan killing still screw bangin'
Swangin living life like a grey tape
Only way to beat us is to cheat us
Ima let my Keisha sing out when I see your face
Face it ain't no secret if I wanna peel ya like a sticker Keisha baby do my bidding
Once she do her vocal runs you run in panic
Automatic static in my hands I'm winning
Obskit turned into slop
Wiped up
With the mop but its all organic
I'm a scaren I don't mean to scare ya but you're daring me to turn ya into marinara
Farrah Fawcett feathered hair ya bitches wearing
Paraplegic having seizures I impair ya
I invite ya take a walk inside my brain you'll never be the same if only for a minute
Minutes turn to seconds time goes in reverse you hauled off in a hearse and several severed giblets (?)
Then I look at Keisha once again my power going sour turning into power tripping
Power in descending grinning playing back the movie of my life as long as I've been living
I've been living out a dreamer so it kinda seems I'm wrapping up and wrapping up a witness
Anastasia thinking different shades of red it help me put together all the puzzle pieces
Of the night before and all important details pertinent to when I permanently creased ya
Keisha (x6)
Can ya sing for me
Notes flying through the air without a care at all my enemies to set em free [x2]
I've been getting racks and practicing the ancient art of esoteric transmutation move making
Ooh bangin'
Dylan killing still screw bangin'
Swangin living life like a grey tape
Only way to beat us is to cheat us
Ima let my Keisha sing out when I see your face
Face it ain't no secret if I wanna peel ya like a sticker Keisha baby do my bidding
Once she do her vocal runs you run in panic
Automatic static in my hands I'm winning
Obskit turned into slop
Wiped up
With the mop but its all organic
I'm a scaren I don't mean to scare ya but you're daring me to turn ya into marinara
Farrah Fawcett feathered hair ya bitches wearing
Paraplegic having seizures I impair ya
I invite ya take a walk inside my brain you'll never be the same if only for a minute
Minutes turn to seconds time goes in reverse you hauled off in a hearse and several severed giblets (?)
Then I look at Keisha once again my power going sour turning into power tripping
Power in descending grinning playing back the movie of my life as long as I've been living
I've been living out a dreamer so it kinda seems I'm wrapping up and wrapping up a witness
Anastasia thinking different shades of red it help me put together all the puzzle pieces
Of the night before and all important details pertinent to when I permanently creased ya
Keisha (x6)
Can ya sing for me
Notes flying through the air without a care at all my enemies to set em free [x2]
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