Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fragrance feat. Abstract Rude, artist - Freestyle Fellowship. Album song Temptations, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2006
Record label: Ground Control
Song language: English
Fragrance feat. Abstract Rude |
Beauty was like a claw |
Whatever it was about her snatched me up in the night |
Maybe it was just her kind gestures and the golden supplements of her textures |
The extras and affection |
She was a star in my eyes, but galaxies away we. |
Separated in sections |
This is your side of the world and this is mine, I said |
She agreed as if with no hesitation |
But remembering them evenings we shared, together |
In her walls my water-colored painted inspiration in an old, cold December |
weather |
She always be amongst the best pieces of work in my art gallery forever |
Tried and true, my pride and joy bride who I despised |
Surprise |
Birthday cake candles display not only her age but her flaws |
22 dancing flames flicker on wax, as our love affair has all |
(Sang) |
They come, they come, they go |
They come, they come, they go |
(Spoken) |
It wasn’t perfect, but we were working it out |
What was love, but an uncanny emotion to feel uncertain about |
Hurt, by her mouth |
Sticks and stones were child’s play, compared to the foul things she would say |
The way a woman can get under a man’s skin is first tantalizing then agonizing |
Stressful, she could be no less |
Scattered thoughts of our battered love to its bloody |
Pulp Fiction was Tarantino-esque |
Ghetto Juliet |
We were so impetuous, when we first met |
You were big eyes in a big city |
By the time LA’s done with you |
You gonna have contacts for eyes and fake titties |
I’m just playin' really, hehe |
Messin' wit' you (Messin' wit' you) |
Her compulsive obsessive |
When I left town, left her restless |
She fought through lonely days |
Then thought of her only ways to punish me |
She became a free-for-all with our relationship freefall, plummeting |
How vindictive I thought |
I’mma miss you a lot |
(Sang) |
They come, they come, they go |
They come, they come, they go |
(Spoken) |
Whosoever soils loins within her folds, cursed life |
Love only rescue |
Antimatter vortex |
Busom event horizon toughs pubic follicles |
Miniscule stakes count burnt-out soulmates |
Dimensions collide sex |
Becoming bow to a respect game and escalated a war of the hearts |
I have final triumph, but we both lost our minds |
Begin again accept heartbroken proposals |
Got dogged now we lick each other’s wounds |
Apartment living room we hold hands |
Close our eyes and one leaping bound jump over vacuum cleaner |
Love is in all women |
I apologize for all men |
Compatibility and commitment I wipe the tears from your eyes |
You pull the wool over mine |
I offer food for thought |
You choose, spat out |
I walk with God, you are the seductress |