Pretty Things

By Deca

On The Ocean

Released on October 24, 2013

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[Hook: King Foe (Deca)]

Well Ok

(Well Ok)

Well all right

(Well all right)

I throw it all away for just a little party tonight

And I know

How it goes

When you see

Me with hoes

I'm just another stereotype

But that's life


[Hook: Deca (King Foe)]

Well Ok

(Well Ok)

Well all right

(Well all right)

I throw it all away for momentary solace tonight

And I know

How it goes

I get high

I get low

I slip up and spiral out of control

But that's life


[Verse 1: King Foe]

Looking for profits

Or peddling petty peels

So pretty girls peek and possibly

Letting me cop a feel

No deal, no cash

Just a bowl and some hash

But you can't hit it

Because this shit's got to last

I told you I was broke

So smoking weak

If she's two-legged and her pussy's pink

"You wanna party?"

(party?)

Is the first thing that I speak

(haha)

The homie's up the block

He's hanging out with Molly

And will probably just hook us up

On GP gossiping

It doesn't hurt to ask

Snort lines from your ass

A little round the rosey

My version of a blast

Sports cast

Just a dollar that we rolled up

I need that back

That little hood rat will show us

The moment

We floating

You ask if

We going

I'm tending

You go home

You just ain't

The right one

Sorry

(sorry)

That I had to break it

But I figured you could probably take it

(uhuh)


[Hook: King Foe (Deca)]

Well Ok

(Well Ok)

Well all right

(Well all right)

I throw it all away for just a little party tonight

And I know

How it goes

When you see

Me with hoes

I'm just another stereotype

But that's life


[Hook: Deca (King Foe)]

Well Ok

(Well Ok)

Well all right

(Well all right)

I throw it all away for momentary solace tonight

And I know

How it goes

I get high

I get low

I slip up and spiral out of control

But that's life


[Verse 2: Deca]

Mack the knife

Fresh to Death's Scythe

In my next life

I'll shake nightmares from my mind like head lice

Dream pretty things

Stuff pillows with angel feathers

The heavens will rejoice

We'll sing in the rain forever

Just you and I, cutie-pie

Never leave my side

Together beneath the sky

Where collective demons hide

Every man's a galaxy

Every woman's Mother Earth

I'm her favorite meditative, native, made of blood and dirt

A fiend's slow suicide

A beautiful dream

Another world of terrifying and beautiful things

Foolish pride

New births

Re-awakenings

Aborted brain children's screams

Day to day routines

While I write

My love's laying on the couch sleeping

Communicates her deepest sentiments without speaking

Tell me everything will fall into place

Tell me that the human race hasn't fallen from grace


[Hook: King Foe (Deca)]

Well Ok

(Well Ok)

Well all right

(Well all right)

I throw it all away for just a little party tonight

And I know

How it goes

When you see

Me with hoes

I'm just another stereotype

But that's life


[Hook: Deca (King Foe)]

Well Ok

(Well Ok)

Well all right

(Well all right)

I throw it all away for momentary solace tonight

And I know

How it goes

I get high

I get low

I slip up and spiral out of control

But that's life