Luscious Duncan - M Night

M. Night feelin’ like I got Sixth Sense
I see dead people, wish they were my ex
Test this theory play pretend with my head
Never feel superior I wish that I was dead, I'm like
M. Night feelin’ like I got Sixth Sense
I see dead people, wish they were my ex
Test this theory play pretend with my head
Never feel superior I wish that I was dead, I'm the
King of fuckin' nothin', I'm the
Speaker on the summit what’s the
Combination lock up on your safe?
Please
Leave me in the dust and I’ll be
Bleedin' in the mud if that’s the
Occupation that I got today
Because I can’t keep a
Job, Can’t keep a lady and I can’t keep a
Car, you ain’t seen me lately it’s cause I been in the
Tar pit. Sausage is Limp like it’s Durst
I’m like granola for bitches with thirst
Problem with the penis got the shit on resist
Wanna go to jesus but he doesn’t exist
Friends got ladies half of them got kids I’m at the
End of my playbook no room for a twist, I'm like
M. Night feelin’ like I got Sixth Sense
I see dead people, wish they were my ex
Test this theory play pretend with my head, I'll
Never feel superior I wish that I was dead, I'm like
M. Night feelin’ like I got Sixth Sense
I see dead people, wish they were my ex
Test this theory play pretend with my head, I'll
Never feel superior I wish that I was dead, like
Ay ay. Woah woah. No joke
I don’t play around I’m just giving up my soul
Underground rapper and I take it to the literal
Fuck the loud chatter stop saying that I’m cynical
I’m not talkin' out my ass right now
Only thing I’m digging is my pants right now
I just want a bitch to grip my hands right now
Tell me that I’m cool to relax right now but i
Can’t. Gus Van Sant, I’m the Elephant
In the room i’m never the better cool guy to be
Buddies with, gutting this body is the goal of my
Existence. That's it, bitch
M. Night feelin’ like I got Sixth Sense
I see dead people, wish they were my ex
Test this theory play pretend with my head
Never feel superior I wish that I was dead, I'm like
M. Night feelin’ like I got Sixth Sense
I see dead people, wish they were my ex
Test this theory play pretend with my head, I'll
Never feel superior I wish that I was dead

Written by:
Brian Baliga

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