Lucra by Kaelen Lyrics
[Verse 1]
High as a kite and shit, adequate simile
Purposely isolate, losin my fucking soul, its nervous as hard biting lips
Morphed a little into the likes of mike tysons fist
Couple uppercuts, teeth clinched caught a frightning lisp
A lot of girls seem to enjoy the sight of heightened dick
Whipped it out and slid it inside this closed minded bitch
No condom, my advice of which is nice, she seein sights of enlightenment
Screaming hard as kneeing dykes in the highest rib
Metamorphosis morphin like its Kafka-esque
You're welcome bitch im off of this, too talkative
I've gone to kill bill, the exertion sure worth it
5 point palm steady rehearsin' since birth and
Dude im foolproof four eyes like most nerds is
Blokes lurkin' probably watchin' me toke 'purp shit
Soul immerses into the depths of this flesh wagon
Regurgitated birthed into the trench known as planet Earth
[Verse 2]
Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die
This is the gist of the life that we lead
Don't see why the populace believe they see freedom
I see these sons of beagles who obscure your sight like weed smoke
My feeble human beings stop believing what your ear drum
Perceive to hear spoken from the tongues of those covert weird folk/
Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die
This is the gist of the life that we lead, why?(x2)
Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die
High as a kite and shit, adequate simile
Purposely isolate, losin my fucking soul, its nervous as hard biting lips
Morphed a little into the likes of mike tysons fist
Couple uppercuts, teeth clinched caught a frightning lisp
A lot of girls seem to enjoy the sight of heightened dick
Whipped it out and slid it inside this closed minded bitch
No condom, my advice of which is nice, she seein sights of enlightenment
Screaming hard as kneeing dykes in the highest rib
Metamorphosis morphin like its Kafka-esque
You're welcome bitch im off of this, too talkative
I've gone to kill bill, the exertion sure worth it
5 point palm steady rehearsin' since birth and
Dude im foolproof four eyes like most nerds is
Blokes lurkin' probably watchin' me toke 'purp shit
Soul immerses into the depths of this flesh wagon
Regurgitated birthed into the trench known as planet Earth
[Verse 2]
Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die
This is the gist of the life that we lead
Don't see why the populace believe they see freedom
I see these sons of beagles who obscure your sight like weed smoke
My feeble human beings stop believing what your ear drum
Perceive to hear spoken from the tongues of those covert weird folk/
Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die
This is the gist of the life that we lead, why?(x2)
Go to work, go to church, let your dreams die