Final Kool Aid

By Modest

On !991

Released on March 10, 2014

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Bonita make time pass with the wine glass

We possibly might smash if the night catch

Us off guard, can't fold like my cash cold hard

Cause its not lust, but its not heart but a slow start

Movie of my life thought you'd have no part

Armani suit stunting like Humphery Bogart

Hoping my lady get burnt like Audrey Hepburn

My African queen not rush like traffic in a scene

Of a still picture, I still chill which ya

Our science fulfills in this silent film

Yet our love is audible, but no change of plans

Unfamiliar with our feelins as numb as stranger hands

I'm sittin in a director's chair, I can't direct your stare

So what we say unaccompanied by the screenplay

Predestined, we restin in my loft

Nervous sickening symptomatic cough

Surface but itry to keep my cool

Yo stare intoxicating like a mad city swimming pool

So my vibes killed, as time's still

My poetic justice line by line will

Be what the gods would converse about

Our lives just started ended with a hearse's route

Somewhere between lust and infatuation

Is what this verse is about

Chorus:

Can you give me the green light

We don't have to stop right now

It could be so sublime

If you just caress me down

With you it seems bright

So we can turn the lights down now

Baby girl you're so fine

Lets get lost so we can be found

Imprisoned by my own raps

My soul's behind b.a.r.s

So you're my conjugal visit, lyrics explicit

Giving you my love in the backseat of my car

What I remembered about her strip

Talk is cheap so this conversation counterfeit

So we flipped the script to something we can profit with

The main theme gone main stream to replace pocket lint

With the root of evil

Getting better than the original, godfather sequel

Vibin with the majority of the people

We're all equal

She actin so, lackin soul

Like she had a quickie with a black hippy

This album gonna leak like Wiki

Talking about love burning high like a sticky

Chorus