Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lush, artist - Choker.
Date of issue: 05.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lush |
I just wanna keep it natural |
I just wanna keep it natural |
Don’t ask me |
You wanna be happy but |
What are your requirements? |
Fallen shrines |
The survivors cry entitlement |
I see you all with the proprietary chapel as example 1 |
I does my thing for none |
You’ve never seen me for the things I always hoped you would |
Clue me in if you will |
I done spilled everything |
Leave them mopping up the sea with a quill |
See |
These niggas soaking up defeat through the ground |
Who you blame in colosseums? |
The killer or the crowd? |
Shrouded in this expressionless mound of elation drowned |
Just a weight to the pile |
Just another island in the mist |
I’m just another face to be forgotten |
They picked me out the tree |
Core rotten since the seed sprouted arms in a moment of release |
Got the traction on my feet when the 40 dick skeet |
Leaving kiddies on the street |
Leaving Momma’s knees weak |
I tend to hear the bull slip through a true quip |
Like a pool stick cue ball group split |
Lucid |
2000 miles |
2005 I was south pole down |
2 sizes too big for my frame at the time |
2009 wiping eyes full of my wet |
While my pops tryna drive |
Or maybe that was 10 |
The years blow by |
The days all blur |
The lightness of my limbs |
The waves where your hips lay surfed by a cold fingers |
As if a jellyfish sting sprung strawberry flesh |
Along lips robbed for color in an instant |
Uhh |
A long second |
Uhh |
The distance between an existence fulfilled and the anticipation of everything |
after |
Or |
The difference |
I mean it’s all relative but that side of the family doesn’t call me |
Some would say estranged but we never connected in the first place |
Either or |
Neither nor |
Need a tour of my own thoughts |
I tend to get lost |
Lately I don’t feel real |
Lately I don’t feel |
I don’t feel feel |
I don’t |
I don’t |
You look good |
But I know you far from it |
Bet I play the roll like the hardwood under |
I got a gucci watch I never wear I never cover |
Your last mans wore team Jordans all summer |
Wit the scuffed up rubber |
Oh what a pity |
Gold Macbook match the piercing through your titties |
Driving by rose bushes thinking of you plenty |
Saying 'look me in the eyes when you fiddle with the cherry' |
Call me on the trim line leaning on your closet |
You make me feel haunted |
I make you feel wanted |
The ice cream parlor with the neon we out |
It’s 3 on the clock |
A.M. |
say when you need me over |
And Imma call an Uber girl I puff backwoods |
I ain’t tryna to maneuver |
The tunes of black noose |
Who pry and act loose |
Like 90s gap boom |
Arrive at your room |
The moon’s in full bloom |
The doom of virtue |
Your sheets smell of perfume |
Honey and curfews |
This ain’t no hobby |
I pull up asap man shit gon' get rocky |
Caesar to peon man |
This just a body |
As of late |
There is nothing |
There is nothing |
As of late |
There is nothing |
As of late |
There is nothing |
As of late |
There is nothing |
As of late |
No |
Yeah |