>>129988188
>Sundown dazzling day
>Gold through my eyes
>But my eyes turned within
>Only see
>Starless and bible black
>Old friend charity
>Cruel twisted smile
>And the smile signals emptiness
>For me
>Starless and bible black
>Ice blue silver sky
>Fades into grey
>To a grey hope that oh yearns
>To be
>Starless and bible black

>BOP BOP BOP
>NIGGA HEIL HITLER
>BOP BOP BOP

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Crawl across toward your window
I'm calling softly from the street
Always a lonely widow
Half awake and sleeping on my feet
I'm of age but have no children
No quarter phone booth calls to home
Just late night television
Inside my bedroom all alone

is this the 10/10 lyrical masterpieces thread?

>>129988188
https://youtu.be/lLKOmHfzp_M?si=gFz2dnQrjWvaiMtF

D to the M to the X (X)
Last I heard, y'all niggas was havin' sex (Uh) with the same sex (Woo)
I show no love (Yeah) to homo thugs (Nah)
Empty out, reload, and throw more slugs (Boom)
How you gonna explain fuckin' a man?
Even if we squash the beef, I ain't touchin' your hand (Aight?)
I don't fuck with chumps (Yeah)
For those that been to jail, that's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps (Uh)
I don't fuck with niggas that think they broads
Only know how to be one way, that's the dog (Woo)

>>129988188
gonna rape that little bitch

>>129988188
A ram me am brem da
Am da rem ram am da baabeeeaaaaaaa!
Ding, ding
This is the Crazy Frog

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On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress
Running like a watercolor in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat

She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'til your sense of which direction
Completely disappears

By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
"These days, " she says, "I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat"

While she looks at you so coolly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat

Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on

But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the newborn day
You know sometime you're bound to leave her
But for now, you're gonna stay
In the year of the cat

I LIKE TALL GIRLS
SMALL GIRLS
GIRLS WITH DICKS
CALL GIRLS