[King Krule]
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
Can't you bare just one more night?
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
Can't you bare just one more night?
I wanna be with you
I wanna be used
Can't you bare just one more night?
I can lay inside
You know I'll hold you tight
Can't you bare just one more night?
I wanna be with you
I wanna be used
[Verse 1: Wiki]
19 still gettin' kicked out the crib
Ripped off my bib, spit out my food, hiccup and piss
Urine burnin', I can smell the liquor in this
Cats always tryna pick up the fists
Duff? this dude out
Grab a stoop just to get me grip
Now I gotta bruised face, loose walk
Too sauced, distraught thoughts of my faults on the asphalt
Back when I'd slack off
Wipe my slacks off, my ass half off
Every time I rap I blast off
Back when I'd catch court
I always had Sports
Dippin' on cops in my track shorts
So to my mom I gotta make it right
I lie every night about the lye I light
So I can lie at night
And to my pops I gotta take advice
Keep my head screwed on tight, abuse these mics
See, me I'm the contusion type
Of cat to smack the mic against my fuckin' head when I'm losin' hype
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
Can't you bare just one more night?
I can lay inside
I can lay inside
Can't you bare just one more night?
I wanna be with you
I wanna be used
Can't you bare just one more night?
I can lay inside
You know I'll hold you tight
Can't you bare just one more night?
I wanna be with you
I wanna be used
[Verse 1: Wiki]
19 still gettin' kicked out the crib
Ripped off my bib, spit out my food, hiccup and piss
Urine burnin', I can smell the liquor in this
Cats always tryna pick up the fists
Duff? this dude out
Grab a stoop just to get me grip
Now I gotta bruised face, loose walk
Too sauced, distraught thoughts of my faults on the asphalt
Back when I'd slack off
Wipe my slacks off, my ass half off
Every time I rap I blast off
Back when I'd catch court
I always had Sports
Dippin' on cops in my track shorts
So to my mom I gotta make it right
I lie every night about the lye I light
So I can lie at night
And to my pops I gotta take advice
Keep my head screwed on tight, abuse these mics
See, me I'm the contusion type
Of cat to smack the mic against my fuckin' head when I'm losin' hype
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