Holiday Pray
Biv
GENRE
NAvvvi:
Thunderous enemies fathom all briberies
Indigo fantasies cripple all colonies
Speak with it overseas, tangle the prophecies
Set if we counting the damage of odyssey
Pray on the artist like holiday
(run away, run away, run away, run away)
Yea you the issue, you overstayed
(run away, run away, run away, run away)
Benedict lies you a intimate side
It's the brittle, mint ties
Asquint flies they can sentence you sized
Now one of us dies
I FIND IT SO FUNNY I PICKED UP THE KNIFE
AND I CUT YOUR SKINCUZ IM MAKING ALL SURE
THAT YOU PICKED UP THE FEELING OF FEELING AGAIN
AND IVE PEEPED AT YOUR SIN ITS ALL CUNNING WITH WHIM
HAVE YOU GATHERED A SECOND TO PRAY TO YOUR HYM?
SPEAKING OF THE ISSUES NOW I'VE BIRTHED A FEW
YOU THINK IN I AM JOKER, HAVEN'T A GOT A CLUE
BEEN A WHILE A COUPLE DOWN YOUR DIRTY NAP IS DUE
Pay me, you hate me
Pray on the artist like holiday
Pray on the artist like holiday
Pray on the artist like holiday
[Bridge: Biv]
So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me
So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me
[Verse: Biv]
Thanks for the update cupcake
Mans run off like sweepstakes
Peng ting, sip her up like cuppa
My meals long ways from a suppa
My ends, slow times, been gutta
Don't deep it, no dreamin', no clutter
Mandem, run off, no gunna
No sleep, I keep, no cuffa
Don't beg, don't fake, don't trust her
You fed? Spoon fed, big runna
No step, my checks, big brotha
Swear down, my cost, big pounds
No rounds, no ounce, men been clowns
Off topic, they lock it, men foul
Wish washin', All been part of the crowd
All been part of the crowd
But back to my patience
I'm waitin, and waitin, for money to chase them
Like all they been sayin, I see the piss that they taken
The world been a prison for lost and mistaken
[Verse: Istasha]
Cold cut carbon, I run in synthetic armor
Going unapologetic, not ready to beg a pardon
Black forest, I’m not in that when I store it
Like a piss I’m unimportant, hmm yes I rather see this gutted
Cut fold crease, underwater blanket problem
I don’t want an anchor stay the same out of my endless bottom
Got blind seams under my silhouette It seems
Hypothetic I’m honored, I'm on it
Thunderous enemies fathom all briberies
Indigo fantasies cripple all colonies
Speak with it overseas, tangle the prophecies
Set if we counting the damage of odyssey
Pray on the artist like holiday
(run away, run away, run away, run away)
Yea you the issue, you overstayed
(run away, run away, run away, run away)
Benedict lies you a intimate side
It's the brittle, mint ties
Asquint flies they can sentence you sized
Now one of us dies
I FIND IT SO FUNNY I PICKED UP THE KNIFE
AND I CUT YOUR SKINCUZ IM MAKING ALL SURE
THAT YOU PICKED UP THE FEELING OF FEELING AGAIN
AND IVE PEEPED AT YOUR SIN ITS ALL CUNNING WITH WHIM
HAVE YOU GATHERED A SECOND TO PRAY TO YOUR HYM?
SPEAKING OF THE ISSUES NOW I'VE BIRTHED A FEW
YOU THINK IN I AM JOKER, HAVEN'T A GOT A CLUE
BEEN A WHILE A COUPLE DOWN YOUR DIRTY NAP IS DUE
Pay me, you hate me
Pray on the artist like holiday
Pray on the artist like holiday
Pray on the artist like holiday
[Bridge: Biv]
So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me
So lonely, so lonely, they phony
Can't say you ain't know me
[Verse: Biv]
Thanks for the update cupcake
Mans run off like sweepstakes
Peng ting, sip her up like cuppa
My meals long ways from a suppa
My ends, slow times, been gutta
Don't deep it, no dreamin', no clutter
Mandem, run off, no gunna
No sleep, I keep, no cuffa
Don't beg, don't fake, don't trust her
You fed? Spoon fed, big runna
No step, my checks, big brotha
Swear down, my cost, big pounds
No rounds, no ounce, men been clowns
Off topic, they lock it, men foul
Wish washin', All been part of the crowd
All been part of the crowd
But back to my patience
I'm waitin, and waitin, for money to chase them
Like all they been sayin, I see the piss that they taken
The world been a prison for lost and mistaken
[Verse: Istasha]
Cold cut carbon, I run in synthetic armor
Going unapologetic, not ready to beg a pardon
Black forest, I’m not in that when I store it
Like a piss I’m unimportant, hmm yes I rather see this gutted
Cut fold crease, underwater blanket problem
I don’t want an anchor stay the same out of my endless bottom
Got blind seams under my silhouette It seems
Hypothetic I’m honored, I'm on it
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