Bleach - Intellectual

[Intro: Khary]

Yeah

[Verse 1: Khary & Zac Flewids]

I just want to see you shine

I’m in a garden full of flowers, you’re my favorite dandelion

I’m just short of an obsession, think about you in my sessions

You’re too sweet, pretty soon, I’ll be wearing socks with the compression

Oh well, it’s fate, be mine

We’ve all got to die, but I’d rather focus on life

Was told to hold the dice, lucky sevens are hard to find

Only roll it when you're mature, and for sure that she’d down to ride

But how the fuck could we ever know if we’re meant to be?

Who could predict the outcome of two converging entities?

Just use me for my energy, but never for a Bent-eh-ley

If ever feeling stuffy, you can hug me, you can vent to me

Treat me as an embassy, your home on foreign soil

It’s known that my country's loyal, I’ve been up and down this road like five times

Who gives a fuck if we’re stupid in love, walking the fine line

'Cause no one ever seems to read the guidelines

So why try?

She gives the head when it's twilight, I've been paralyzed by the white lines

No pussy, but god gave me nine lives, I hit from the back and nut inside

I bit out the apple, it's cyanide, and I might die, and I might grow

And I might fly when they cast stones... but they mascots

They run quick when they mask off, and I'm real mad, I might backtalk

And they think that I left it on caps locks, but- they facts wrong

I'm— sick of that shit...

[Hook: Khary & Zac Flewids, both]

I can’t count the ways, that you make me think

I used to feel love, try to wash it out with bleach

Who the hell am I to wait for something better than unique?

Even on the dark days, always sunny on your beach

Maybe if I slow (Slow) shit down, turn this whole thing 'round

I might have time to enjoy the view

I just know you make me feel

Make me feel- normal

[Verse 2: Zac Flewids]

Hopping up out of the vanilla Coupe

I've been a problem for all of the youth

Oliver Twist, when I'm gunning for food

Gimme' the bread bitch, gimme' the loot

And I bleach what I need

Finna' scrub shit down

Fuck up the town, fuck with the crown

Fuck in the function, fuck up your gown

And I want bliss, I can not miss

I want a chick to show me to chill

So get off my dick, y'all leaving it bent

And I could not run from the powers within

And powerful men exploiting the rest

I take out the- (Ugh!), I'm leaving 'em dead

I take out the- (Ugh!), I'm giving 'em lead

She gimme the- (Ugh!), she still in my bed, ayy