Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirty Flesh, artist - Token. Date of issue: 07.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dirty Flesh |
| I do what I wish |
| My mom think I be losing my grip |
| When it come to the bars, I’m a retard |
| Ain’t nobody get stupid as this |
| First grade I wasn’t using my whits |
| Using my finger and using my fist |
| Using my anger and using bad word |
| Thank God that my future is this |
| Now, I do what I want |
| Do what I do, what you do is just watch |
| Holding up all the fans, holding up all the hands, holding up all the pants |
| Louis Vuitton |
| Everyone know that I got the bomb bomb |
| And I got a razor and you got a pom-pom |
| And I gotta say word if you got a problem |
| 'Cause I got a banger, you can hear the pop pop pop |
| Woah |
| Wait a minute, keep a distance, I be shy |
| Met an angel, then I kissed it, then I kissed it goodbye |
| Pay attention, pay a visit, I won’t pay your ass a dime |
| I might let you live forever through a rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme |
| Woah |
| Unopposed, I don’t posed, I’m just it |
| I don’t fold (spits) only gold in my spit |
| And she all up on my shit like she really, really know it |
| Smart girls give the best head to the best poet |
| Ain’t no women hate me they get used to me |
| Shit, even when I do insult 'em, I do it so beautifully |
| Shit, I might kill the expectation, I might sing the eulogy |
| Shit, you might end up walking home for thinking that you’re cool with me |
| Shit, ride with me |
| Forget about everybody and cry with me |
| Let’s jump in the fire and you can die with me |
| Pretend like it is forever and lie with me |
| Yeah, lie with me |
| Yea, sleep with me |
| Yeah, wake up in the morning with a secret me |
| Yeah, everything I do, I do it secretly |
| Yeah, every single night I lose a piece of me |
| A piece of me, no peace in me |
| I rip your fucking head off, do it peacefully |
| The sky is falling, I’ma put it back together evenly |
| And never get a thank you |
| What is love when she only hug me to restrain me and only kiss me to shut me up? |
| I got blood that isn’t fam |
| I got fam that isn’t blood |
| I got shit to help me sleep, convince 'em it isn’t drugs |
| I got the girl of my dream convincing me she isn’t drunk |
| With an invisible cup, I promise I didn’t see it |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, cons of a conscience |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, perks of a Percocet |
| Ya ya ya |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, cons of a conscience |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, perks of a Percocet |
| Ya ya ya |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh |
| I am only here to make a child say a curse in bed |
| (Fuck, fuck) |
| I am only here to make a virgin wet |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh |
| Every single morning I’m a year closer to death |
| Every single time I fucked a bitch I had birthday sex |
| Yea, and you can be here with me |
| I’ve been on the job, been to a lot of city |
| I’ve been through the odds, they been all against me |
| Used to listen to mom, now I listen to 50 |
| Teach you how to rob, just an itty-bitty |
| If they steal my innocence, I’ll be stealing it back |
| And all of the guilt they left me with, I’ll be giving them that |
| It’s either mission complete or permission to bla! |
| bla! |
| bla! |
| Ya ya ya |
| See Benji boy so explosive |
| I threw a chair at the wall and now the walls have opened |
| Ya ya ya |
| Took my momma’s lighter, threw it in the ocean |
| Now that cigarette is dry as my voice if she ask where the fuck I’m going |
| Ya ya ya |
| I don’t know |
| Ya ya ya |
| Ay I’ll go with the maniac |
| It’ll take my soul and I may adapt |
| And I’ll make the gold, and I’ll make the cash |
| And I’ll hang the rope and I may attach |
| And I’ll lay alone till I fade to black |
| With a case of blow and a case of ash |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, cons of a conscience |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, perks of a Percocet |
| Ya ya ya |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, cons of a conscience |
| Ya ya ya |
| All I see, perks of a Percocet |
| Ya ya ya |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh |
| Thought I did the dirt but I was done by the dirt instead |
| I delete my history like you do when you surf the web |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty mouth, dirty mind, dirty flesh |
| Ya ya ya |
| Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty flesh |
| Standing on the chair like the bulb ain’t working yet |
| Hanging myself with the new Gucci turtleneck |
| Ashes to ashes |
| Dust to dust |
| I stomp on the ground, the ground hit me with an uppercut |
| I spit at the clouds, got rained on in the winter |
| Struck by lightning in the sun |
| But I do what I wish and I get what I wish for |