Taste Nate - Venom Fly Trap
The way your pain is set up
It makes you think that you are lacking love
but you really have an excess
The way your love is set up
It makes you think you are doing it wrong
but well in fact you are an expert
Samurai Jackson
Brown India Irie
Anthony sabato
went to general Hospital
Wanted to extract the venom
in the OR
McDreamy
Told him you at the wrong Doh-R
Make your way to the
Change of thinking
That's intensive care
like cucumber melon
face of pear
Bossa Nova
Nissan Titan
Singing poison in your mind
like a suicidal Danny McBride
The dirty players looking
for the score card
Kareem Abdul Jabar
got the most personal Fouls
Give away your venom like a mercantile
That doesn't extract the feeling
you just another biter of my Burka Style
So many hate their slavery so much
that wish it on another
They feel as if he could be like me
Then we would have a brother
The beetle crosses the road trap
by hovering over the gold Sap
As he circumvents his venom
He turns into a glown Cat
Every time the pain pulse
I shoot love out just like a beacon
we out here for the givers
Any Takers
Here's my genius
It doesn't work
If your skeptic
cause that means your
lloron biggest suspect
My advice for you
As the spice Guru
Paint with Garlic as a necklace
Do some cayenne pepper
Stretches
Dance with Rosemary
while you make unordinary breakfast
too familiar when my Venus is your Lilith
Love beckons
in the Dances will the shills in the village
(weird chants)
tiger lily said
eat her up for breakfast
no tequila
honey lime
margarita
on your back end
Deep In the natty bush like a wild Thornbury
Misery loves company
the Lovers rocker work to carry
the Alpha Female as she act with thoughts
Clearly
Kappa donna lion king
relax along
enjoy the scenery
all lover seeds
come from mother earth the merry
all the lover seeds come from
mother earth the Mary
Jane fonda
so much love focusing in on
plain doctor
He the healer without a manuscript
He the healer
he plant the flower not in your swish
He wait for the autumn to
harvest the whole payload
He no gelato lover
He the yellow cake the flame glow
Formed the muddy water
into a Pueblo
credits
from The Man
Written by:
LORENZO ARMANDO DURAN, TASTE NATE
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