99 (Guide to Proper Romance) - Standing Egg

Ay, ay Back against the wall, now I dunno where to go Pick it up, I've been living slow Felt like different individuals In my mind they gone (ay, ay) I been praying on my kneecaps got no feedback (damn) Where my mother fucking weed at? I gotta go, where I been feeling like I'm good, psych I could use another wood, I Feel so misunderstood (damn) Tryna read me like a map Riddle me that Gimme some Ritalin sleep for the wack Work in the night I write better in black I'm quick to react (fuck, damn) Stuck in the dark with my demons (ay) Can't look at mirrors for reasons I couldn't explain 'Cause you wouldn't believe it (ayy) Wish I could go back and fucking delete it I can't, I know I ran, from home Flick on the switch and I light some smoke Think about life in a lesson I wish I knew more So I wouldn't be left all alone I wish I could pause, want it to stop Working on music to help me not drop Painting a picture of brand new intentions I came out the gutter got time on the clock And I gotta escape, back on my toes Dripping in sauce, you can see on my clothes If I R.I.P. now, I be fresher then most Sorry to God I ain't really want smoke Bust down Thotiana She gon' get it if she want it Roll it, flip it, back it up (yeah) Let's fuck around in the Acura I'mma get right to the business 'Cause I'm only here for the nighttime Eat the pussy like it's ice cream I'mma hit it at the right time I'mma throw it all away Running it down, down, down (yeah) I'mma cut straight to the chase Quit fuckin' around, round, round (uh) I'mma pray for my enemies I am exactly what they all pretend to be You niggas tired like Michelin and you from Michigan Typin' away to get all of your disses in (woah) Straight from the gutter, I'm killin' it (woah) Promised my momma I'd get her a Cadillac When we backpacking all over the globe I don't need more I got the Arthur fist for niggas who gon' bring the problems If you want it come and get it 'cause I'm off the vodka And my shorty stupid thick, spicy like Sriracha And she 'bout commas, commas, commas Anything but drama They gave me chains and I showed them how to break those Cold heart with the love, can't fake hoe Never overestimate your self-worth, Get tossed to the curb for a mothafuckin' bank load They ain't like me Oh bitch I noticed and I've been so low with it Honestly I thought I mastered the cloaking device And the Rover is custom So you should come over tonight and bend over I'm faded, bitch I feel amazing I might be in L.A. by the next month, I can't say shit Tell 'em that we Play hella cool but it's serious Honestly probably 'bout to become an anomaly I can see all of this shit from too far, it's binoculars I wish that everything else was this Obvious But it ain't, dawg run quick, fuck Trump, true shit When they ask who's this Pull the motherfuckin' YouTube for the who's who Crowd bitch get hip

I'm broken hearted I'm a broken man Driven by anger On that night I ran I had me a woman I thought that she'd be true Now she's gone and left me You know her life is through Lonely weekends Baby lonely nights The judge he gave me Ninety-nine to life I wish she could be here Lord if she only could Instead she's layin' In a puddle of blood She was my baby I thought she'd be my wife I killed my baby I killed her with my knife Lonely weekends Baby lonely nights The judge he gave me Ninety-nine to life So alone I'm sittin' In my prison cell Lord only knows now I'm in a living hell The rest of my life In this penitentiary The good Lord above now Please have mercy on me Lonely weekends Baby lonely nights The judge he gave me Ninety-nine to life Lonely weekends Baby lonely nights The judge he gave me Ninety-nine to life

Start at eight See what you know What have you been through, make a list Now scrap the page Forget what you wrote Writing ain't supposed to be easier, no You've read the news And none of that worked To help you make art you don't hate But someone whispered "The big screen is cool" So let's kill the blues at the talkies today We'll hit the cinema as violence abounds And Joker the Clown spoils the day On my phone there's a photograph or a minute long clip I opt against work to watch this So here you sit in darkness locked in Your art may be richer, but your brain turned to shit I tried the news, and it made me feel sick The Joker took armistice and blew it to bits I once heard it said that a man and his heart Could change if you listened more than spoke But now I'm afraid that my listening days Will end when the credits do roll Don't be alarmed if the chaos on screen Begins to resemble the world as it be You've come this far, and now you should see The uncanny parallels 'tween the talkies and me

Every step we take is a rule we break And we're ever only moving backwards But we push on more, 'cause you always swore That we never even meet your standards Forgive me, I am sorry, but these wounds won't stay unopened When I say, believe me, the most beautiful people are broken This self doubt means that we shout But the void is always full of voices And t hey echo back everything we lack But we never know what the choice is This day plays out like the first, With a little more pain and a little more curse Believe me when I say that the most Beautiful people are beautifully broken Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us It's a game that we have lost too well Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy? The joke's on you, I only hate myself It's a war, with a prefix score 'Cause the front page is permanently airbrushed We abide by the rules, like naive fools But the game is always fixed against us Screaming at our souls you whisper everything we're not With every swipe, a sponsored snipe, 'cause honesty can rot Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us It's all a game that we have lost too well Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy? The joke's on you, I only hate myself Killing us with a thousand cuts, conquer and divide us You rigged the game and now we can't push through Can we get a little charity? Can we get a little empathy? The only thing I hate more than myself is you

Thirsty as a desert's pain I miss your touch like pouring rain When clouds come in they cry all night And give me tears to fill my eyes The footprints that you left have stayed Above the sand beneath the waves Long after time has let them go I'll wait for tides to guide you home Dizzy as the tea i brew My mind stirs round with thoughts of you And like the melting sugar cubes You disappeared and left me to Your face and form is all i see In silhouettes of scolding steam At night the kitchen candles glow And shine a light to guide you home Küçələrə su səpmişəm I have thrown water into the street Yar gələndə toz olmasin My beloved is coming, so there must not be dust Elə gəlsin, elə getsin Let her come, let her go Aramizda söz olmasin But let there not be words between us Far away and all alone I trust in stars to guide you home

EGG! Do you like this EGG? Eggstraordinary EGG! I don't mean to egg you on about this EGG! But do you eggcept this EGG? I've never seen something more eggceptional than this EGG! I'm having an eggsistential crisis 'Cuz I need to know, why is this egg So amazing? I'm not eggsaggerating Boiling with eggcitement And I don't mean to frighten But it's all because of the eggsistence of this EGG! What a sunny-side up day! Perfect in every way! However if you try to poach my egg I'll poach your soul!! He's not eggspendable Yes, I'm being intentional Eggbert is my new best friend He will be with me til the end But sometimes I wonder Would he taste good fried? Can't get over this easy Think I just might cry Scrambling for solutions But it's no use I eggsecrate this feeling But I know what I must do Goodbye Eggbert I'll think about you everyday Perfect in every way And I can't eggspress how much I miss you Oh Eggbert You tasted oh so great But I'll always miss my egg! Oh my egg Oh, egg I'll always miss my egg