Lyrics: Lamine Amari
Music: Lamine Amari
The past still haunts and I'm not running anymore
I welcome all the memories, Consume me more
Her image on my mind is back clearer than before
And I keep overthinking much, encore and encore
Open gates of agony, a terrifying matter
Asking all my neighbors, where the hell is hatter?
A madman indeed, his head on a platter
My mind's on a saddle, small tits matter
I'm back on my high horse, I always be on top
Lemme see your belly ring, what a fine crop top
Hop on my favourite ride, Die on the next stop
Hatchet in my car trunk, Swings dead they drop
In a white dress she came, knocking on my dreams
Woke up to her golden mood, done the dirty deeds
And my heart bleeds, with every damn post that leads
To the rise of the phoenix in my soul that she needs
Golden
Shelly
she's on
my mind
Rise Of
The muse
Shelly's
My Drug
Golden
Shelly
she's on
my mind
Rise Of
The muse
Shelly's
My Drug
Where am I in this world, scared for my life
The promise ring spoke, you were supposed to be my wife
But I suppose destiny is so mysterious in this life
And it starts good, then it goes like big dive
High five, Low six, for This Monogamy I'm sick
**** the harem that you dream of, no time to be a slick
kiss my dick, give it a lick, taste the ****ing picnic
And all the ants joining in gather all the Bricks
Take my hand again Shell I'll kiss it like you like
Held you in my arms yesterday, today I hold the mic
I pour my heart out on this beat riding as a bike
Missing 2016, Like there was no other strike
Not only do I think about the long pretty past but
I also dream about the day this all will end right
As I took a nap in the arms of a pretty little slut
The burning passion in my heart woke up from my gut
Golden
Shelly
she's on
my mind
Rise Of
The muse
Shelly's
My Drug
Golden
Shelly
she's on
my mind
Rise Of
The muse
Shelly's
My Drug