Lyrics 2:32 - Black Panther, Kimani Rogers

2:32

Yo.
2:32.
And I’m drunk, leaving Bob’s Bar
City streets are quiet, muffled sounds from a cop car
This woman stalks me, says she’s glad I hadn’t got far
Her crib’s around the corner and she wants to fuck a rock star (hell yeah)
See, we’ve been jiffing inside and throwing singles
Over, jacking, and to Neptunes singles
And Bob was getting hotter.
This a Nellyville
Told her, «We can just chill in the back and stop the madness.»
(stop the
madness)
She knew my records from some downloaded burns
And my first from two monsters—shit that made her yearn and
Ain’t it funny how tonight us two meet
She’s been coming to the shows, but’s been too shy to speak
And she comes here twice a week.
She’s really not a freak
But I got that kind of vibe that makes her defenses weak
So,.
All my fire starts to slide up
And uncontrollably, my blue jeans start to rise up
Don’t make a habit of fucking girls on the first date
But once the liquor’s in ya, then the Devil has the first say (every time)
Finished my drink, put some cash on the tab
Let’s go, girl, now we’re catching a cab and that’s that
And it’s 2:46.
I’m two blocks from Bob’s Bar
City streets are quiet, muffled sounds from a cop car
Her name was Jezzy with the apple-shaped panties
She loved hip-hop music.
Kept on raving 'bout Annie
DiFranco.
She kissed me and stuck her tongue out
Kept on repeating how she’s really glad we hung out
She said I wrung out her
Took her pouch out with ecstasy tablets.
I swore she took about forty (oh my
God!)
I ate a brownie—think she laced it with hash
Showed me her tattoo right on her ass and rolled grass
Got naked, start to snag on the rug
was quiet like «Kimani, can I suck on your?».
What?!?
(what the fuck?!?)
I’m hearing voices and I started to fidget
Out the closet came a two-time headed midget.
I’m not with it (oh hell no)
She started speaking in words I couldn’t make out (what the fuck?)
And all I’m thinking now: it’s fucking time to break out (oh yeah)
But she ain’t letting me go.
I’m like door or window
I can’t remember, but I think I’m on the first floor (fuck!)
Shit, I’m slipping.
Think I said out loud
I’m too high for me to figure it out.
So what now?
(what now?)
That little midget walked into a raven
I’m thinking, «Damn, no more watching West Craven?»
Know what’m saying?.
(Jesus Christ)
Her eyes were glowing and she grew two horns
‘Round my head was a crown made of thorns.
One swarm
I’m on the ground, arms spread like a cross
She bent over, started sucking me off
I’m like, «What the fuck?!?»
(what the fuck?!?)
Before I came, she made me scream out her name
I’m yelling, «God, the Devil’s done got me again!»
And it’s: 2:32.
And I’m drunk, leaving Bob’s Bar
City streets are quiet, muffled sounds from a cop car
This lady taps me, says she’s glad I hadn’t got far
Her crib’s around the corner and she wants to fuck a rock star