Lyracs Lyrics

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[Intro]

“I only came for this much carpet… But look how much I got!”



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*beat drops*



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[Verse]

Huggin’ my pink bear, barbed wire for it’s attire;

Going Mark McGuire far. My guitar is fire.

Mattress is what I’m huggin’. On the mattress when I hug it.

Capture the starting fire inside of my heart.

Automatic magnets is my diagnosis.

Deny my focus.

In these times? I can throw fits, only to be known as a provoking kid.

So f*ck the system with a broken d1ck.

Swollen tip, like CrimeStoppers.

But I won’t snitch. I am certified local.

Word to what’s folded on my wrist.

My IQ is my caseworker’s annual salary.

They can’t stand to know it, so they plan to go and battle me.

Cat scans with ropes on my anatomy.

Happy is easy to invoke.

So is the sadder me.

Moody and meticulous.

Through being an incubus, I prove reading into what you’re seeing is ridiculous.

I want an X-rated scene with a naughty nurse.

F*ck your supervisor, miss, I’m hard at work.

Flirt with you, until you start to smirk.

Get you naked.

Escape in my robe, and walk to church,

I’m not f*cking with doctors.

Unless [Dr.] Chemistetic or [Dr.] Intricacy, prescribe me some knockers.

Wait until I lose the rags…

… Get me some new boxers.

Grab my high school shorty, and f*ck her on a locker.

She’ Jamaican and she’ proper.

Graduation twenty-eleven, her prom date is a shocker, like,

“Gasp! Who could it be?”

I’m the one who gaffed, like, “Stupid, it’s me!”

Oh yeah, now my sexy ass doctor is here.

I wanna kiss her, like the top of the year, and tell her it’s nothin’ to think clear…



… But, she thinks I’m nuts for holding a pink bear, NOT HERE.



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[Chorus]

The hook go like,



HUG ME… Or something of the sort.

Give me support. Be my own fort.

LOVE ME… Or something of the sort.

Give me support. Keep me on course.

HUG ME…

Before they make me hug myself…

Hug myself…

Hug myself… F*ck it’s-

F*ck a space jacket, uh, I want my space back.

F*ck a straight jacket, uh, I want my space back.

F*ck a straight jacket; I want my space back.



It go,



HUG ME… Or something of the sort.

Give me support. Be my own fort.

LOVE ME… Or something of the sort.

Give me support. Keep me on course.



HUG ME…

Before they make me hug myself.

Before they make me hug myself.

F*ck a straight jacket; I want my space back.



… Uh…



Before they make me hug myself…



*leaves booth; barely audible talking heard*



*beat plays for remaining duration*