Corpses by Fyre Lyrics
[Verse 1: Stefan Burnett]
I'll go where ever it takes me
I'll be what ever it makes me
At the bottom of the ocean like the bones of a dead pirate
Pissing in slow motion, keeping my business private
Wake up in the morning put on my clothes
Everyday is boring but thats just how it goes
My mind is always open, my door is always closed
My life is a frozen leaf the wind blows
When i leave the house i stare straight ahead
Staying even when i'm out until the day i'm dead
Don't know what its about or where i'm being lead
Just know i like my clouds float above my head
In a cold ghost town laying on my bed
[Verse 2: Swank Daddy]
I'm at the spot with my tongue on your brain
The beat's gettin hot and now we're goin' insane
Many fish are out the water but we stay on the moon
Pickin fruit from a bottle in the v.i.p room
I got on my kangol and all you got is perfume
Don't trip off your head it ain't a thing to me
Keep your card in your pocket bitch all the drinks are free
Shake that ass, hit my clutch, its a beautiful thing
Move like sex from Palms to Queens
Its after midnight slow we're smokin' on some greens
Bring up the deadly news and i'll fuck you up
I told you once before that we don't give a fuck
[?] petty games on the ground for life and death
To shake the masters nuts lets go feel whats next
Come on and dance your thing right up out that fuckin' flesh
[Verse 3: Young G]
Defections and ejections plague the army
Chemical warfare can ruin any party
Scholar ships and uncle Sam his damn reaction
Draft [?] son the orders put man in action
Distractions provided, my [?]
Just go down [end attention?] [?] selection
Pretend that the world [erection?]
Smog in the valley in the apartment of correction
[since the fastest??] california state
Addicted to the meat on my plate
Trapped in the back of the pack of my hate
A pack of phillies about to get ignited and blazed
In the haze in the days days in the greys layin' back
Young g like a [?] lookin' for some powers to mack
Keep my head down but im ready for attack
Keep your game tight stay laced with the stack
Stay buzzed off the t.h.c stay high off the butt
Stay away from t.v. and stay awake and up
Deceit is best served discreet
Prepare to respond when faced with defeat
Live life hard live life complete
Young g comin' up on the creep
I'll go where ever it takes me
I'll be what ever it makes me
At the bottom of the ocean like the bones of a dead pirate
Pissing in slow motion, keeping my business private
Wake up in the morning put on my clothes
Everyday is boring but thats just how it goes
My mind is always open, my door is always closed
My life is a frozen leaf the wind blows
When i leave the house i stare straight ahead
Staying even when i'm out until the day i'm dead
Don't know what its about or where i'm being lead
Just know i like my clouds float above my head
In a cold ghost town laying on my bed
[Verse 2: Swank Daddy]
I'm at the spot with my tongue on your brain
The beat's gettin hot and now we're goin' insane
Many fish are out the water but we stay on the moon
Pickin fruit from a bottle in the v.i.p room
I got on my kangol and all you got is perfume
Don't trip off your head it ain't a thing to me
Keep your card in your pocket bitch all the drinks are free
Shake that ass, hit my clutch, its a beautiful thing
Move like sex from Palms to Queens
Its after midnight slow we're smokin' on some greens
Bring up the deadly news and i'll fuck you up
I told you once before that we don't give a fuck
[?] petty games on the ground for life and death
To shake the masters nuts lets go feel whats next
Come on and dance your thing right up out that fuckin' flesh
[Verse 3: Young G]
Defections and ejections plague the army
Chemical warfare can ruin any party
Scholar ships and uncle Sam his damn reaction
Draft [?] son the orders put man in action
Distractions provided, my [?]
Just go down [end attention?] [?] selection
Pretend that the world [erection?]
Smog in the valley in the apartment of correction
[since the fastest??] california state
Addicted to the meat on my plate
Trapped in the back of the pack of my hate
A pack of phillies about to get ignited and blazed
In the haze in the days days in the greys layin' back
Young g like a [?] lookin' for some powers to mack
Keep my head down but im ready for attack
Keep your game tight stay laced with the stack
Stay buzzed off the t.h.c stay high off the butt
Stay away from t.v. and stay awake and up
Deceit is best served discreet
Prepare to respond when faced with defeat
Live life hard live life complete
Young g comin' up on the creep