Belarus

By Raury

On The Woods

Released on April 20, 2018

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[Intro]

The things, I would do to you...

But I can't give my heart to you baby, Belarus

I can't, I'll be good to you

Give my name, give my heart to you baby, Belarus

I'm still a child, far too young for love

But I still try [?]

You're in the dark, afraid of what we've come to love

The things, that I would do to you

I don't say, [?]


[Verse]

Yeah, yeah

I can pull 'em by the dozen

You came through you brought your friend, first, second cousin

You were different than the others (others)

I was always plottin' on you, always up to something

I believe I fell in love but it was just a drug

Yeah it was just a drug, it was just a drug

Yeah it was just a drug, yeah, it was just a drug, and it was just a drug

I remember you were studying

Dubbling, dubbling over our last night in Dublin

Molly, water's got you troublin'

A couple thousand miles from home not really thinkin' of it

I believe I fell in love but it was just a drug

Yeah it was just a drug, yeah it was just a drug, and it was just a drug


[Bridge]

All the things I'd do to you

All the things I'd do to you

All the things I'd do to you

All the things I'd do to you


[Verse 2]

A stones throw from the Texaco down Allgood Road

Saw the horizon give birth to the Sun

Saw the cops down the block

Dapped the dealer and run

Kept the weed and cigarillos in the sleeve of my hood

The victorious euphoria

The memorial of past lives lived

I like smokin' with you, I like takin' a trip

Wanna go where you go

And moonwalk through heaven's gate

I blew the sauce

Shooed off my delegates

I don't trust nobody

I'm sorry but everybody wanna be somebody

I'm prolly Mr. Miyagi

Wipe that dust up off me, Hiya

Used to be supplier

Wanna cut me off but you could not think despite

Saw that shit comin' like a Maya

Talkin' to a nigga in his prime but


[Verse 3]

Nobody care about no car parties

You pray to God that shit don't walk your way

Young kamikaz-ah, visitor, visitor

Oh nanana, kept prison of, prison of

I'm not the one that's runnin' through your veins

Don't even know your middle, first, last name

Young kamikaz-ah, visitor, visitor

Oh nanana, kept prison of, prison of

Your guilty pleasure don't you be ashamed

I'll be your baby, be your part time thing

Young kamikaz-ah, visitor, visitor

Oh nanana, kept prisoner, prisoner

Of-


[Outro]

I'm losing my mind

Tryna do what is right

All because of things

I would do to you

All the things

I would do to you

Things

I would do to you

All the things

Do to you