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5 years назад
Purity Lyrics: I've been busy, (busy busy)I've been fuckin' busy, I've been busy fuckin'I've been all kinds of busy, all sorta kinda busyLike shawty is we fuckin', well if not, then fuck itApologies to the fam, they thought we ducked 'emSaid I was in a rush but I was busy rushin'It's busy shit, busy thatBusy this, and I need a minuteSee, this what that voice in your head saysWhen you try to get peace of mindI gotta find peace of mindI gotta find peace of mindI gotta find peace of mindSpendin' time spinnin' out toward a desire that wasn't pureBorn before the virus was cured, pitch perfect, violence on the floorFast forward, linings on my skull, type of design I could affordFast forward, bands outGot they hands out like they're acknowledgin' the FührerRewind Nas track 6, rewind dance crazesRead my mind, freed my mind, feed my mind, makes senseJust like mirrors on the wall, just like sittin' on meRaw in mirrors seen it all, could make two, a piece of mindFlickin' ash, pourin' the Act, don't pour in a glassPour it in foam, that's white like eggshells in my omeletteMy earlobes are yellow like the yolk is runnin'My brain on drugs, I still have no piece of mind, fuckWoof woof, dogs in the place, loose tooth, lost in the frayRoof lost on the Wraith, roof lost on the wayFreeway, no Rozay, brute force, brut champagneTell the front desk to cut new keysReserved in the Mercer for two years, in two suitesTook out the bed like it's fuck sleepI'll smack a bitch like it's hot handsFired the label like fuck brandsComfortable low nigga, fuck XansComfortable slow, who the fuck ran?Nothin' is sweet, nothin' in tank sweet, it's just a tank PSalt on a slug, soda on slugged teeth, chewing on nothingYou're tweakin' or somethin'You're reachin' for somethin'You're speakin', speak up thenYou’re thinkin', you’re overthinkin'One blink and I'm precummin'And that could turn every no one into someoneI gotta find peace of mindI gotta find peace of mindI gotta find peace of mindI gotta find peace of mindYou make my heart desire pureI gotta find peace of mindYou make my heart desire pureI just need peace of mind for my purityYou make my heart desire pure, just tell meYou make my heart desire pure, just tell meMemories burn the roach headsCheer Hennessy for my old headsAmphetamines for the dosageKeepin' me up and focusedJewelry cloth, my gold capsNY throwback like the old FabI'm undone becauseLost in the Google maps in your iMac, think my phone tappedHold up, hold that (hold on my nigga, hold that thought), thoughtNigga pour up soda nigga, hold that coughTryna hold back, the call had dropped when the FaceTime pausedDon't call backCan't cope when your heart brokeSoft spoken, roll somethin', cop somethin', NarcoSaint life Joan of Arc, broRing barcodeTwo of everything, should have been to blame when Noah's Ark brokeTwo more drinks of everything before the bar closedFace to face with my demons at a barstoolHaven't checked on my niece in weeksMonths past and months in betweenSince me and my sister would speakNot a call or visit in weeks, lostNothin' since the September lastSeen her September '16, man it feels likeI'm undone becauseI lose someone every release, it feels like the curse is in me (A$AP)Percy is gone and I griefI'm undone becauseI share with you my pieceI'm undone because