Edgar's Interlude
Kon Kyoshi
GENRE Got a chip on my shoulder he my best friend
And the pebble in my shoe that’s my best man
The wrong side of my bed there’s a 10/10
And she don’t ever have to ask for attention
I keep it moving against gravity he grabbing me
I’m fighting reapers fighting creepers fighting casualties
I’m stuck in limbo with a bimbo that’s mad at me
The name is Kyoshi nice to meet ya thanks for having me
Broke a couple mirrors stomping on the cracks mom is doing good
Met a black cat I hope he’s healthy in the hood
Tripped under a ladder head knocking on thе wood, floor
Cross my fingers my medulla’s understood yеa
Burning incense, choking on the fumes
Sodium on my umbrella, opened in my room
Dead ravens on my dresser, dressed up as Edgar
Aye
A thousand words for every photo
And I be styling in my Edgar Allan Polo
A written letter copped a feather for the low low
Put these words together like solo and dolo
Aye
A thousand words for every photo
And I be styling in my Edgar Allan Polo
A written letter copped a feather for the low low
Yea yea yea yea
And the pebble in my shoe that’s my best man
The wrong side of my bed there’s a 10/10
And she don’t ever have to ask for attention
I keep it moving against gravity he grabbing me
I’m fighting reapers fighting creepers fighting casualties
I’m stuck in limbo with a bimbo that’s mad at me
The name is Kyoshi nice to meet ya thanks for having me
Broke a couple mirrors stomping on the cracks mom is doing good
Met a black cat I hope he’s healthy in the hood
Tripped under a ladder head knocking on thе wood, floor
Cross my fingers my medulla’s understood yеa
Burning incense, choking on the fumes
Sodium on my umbrella, opened in my room
Dead ravens on my dresser, dressed up as Edgar
Aye
A thousand words for every photo
And I be styling in my Edgar Allan Polo
A written letter copped a feather for the low low
Put these words together like solo and dolo
Aye
A thousand words for every photo
And I be styling in my Edgar Allan Polo
A written letter copped a feather for the low low
Yea yea yea yea
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