
Untainted Kurious
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[Intro: Kurious]
Bad
[Verse 1: Kurious]
Youngins say drip, some say fresh
Pop out like an old timer in his Sunday best
Keep lyrics close to the heart till he’s done, say less
Game is a joke so full of frauds, (ha) stay blessed
Follow your inner God to escape the flesh
I’m like 90% sure paradise is next
For the simple fact you weightless and it’s like no stress
Then again I could be wrong, we could burn to a crisp
Women line you right up, better learn to resist
Even unintentionally, your ass could be hiss
Too dizzy she have you in the midst of a mess
Face to face with the devil laying resting in piss
You know the gist, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions
A grave and no pension
For street poets whose word plays the best inventions, no question
Kids never listen, had to call him 5 times to help me clean the kitchen
Mean with the spitting cause he mean with the written
Coincides it’s pure, that’s why it’s clean and it’s hitting
Bang
Yo, It’s like the 90’s again dudes talking wild with the blickys
But get bagged and can’t hold water for seven Mississippi’s
One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi
Bad
[Verse 1: Kurious]
Youngins say drip, some say fresh
Pop out like an old timer in his Sunday best
Keep lyrics close to the heart till he’s done, say less
Game is a joke so full of frauds, (ha) stay blessed
Follow your inner God to escape the flesh
I’m like 90% sure paradise is next
For the simple fact you weightless and it’s like no stress
Then again I could be wrong, we could burn to a crisp
Women line you right up, better learn to resist
Even unintentionally, your ass could be hiss
Too dizzy she have you in the midst of a mess
Face to face with the devil laying resting in piss
You know the gist, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions
A grave and no pension
For street poets whose word plays the best inventions, no question
Kids never listen, had to call him 5 times to help me clean the kitchen
Mean with the spitting cause he mean with the written
Coincides it’s pure, that’s why it’s clean and it’s hitting
Bang
Yo, It’s like the 90’s again dudes talking wild with the blickys
But get bagged and can’t hold water for seven Mississippi’s
One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi
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