Benóit Pourquoi - Spill (feat. Aeons Elevator)

It sticks in my heart and it hurts
You prick and you poke and it burns
If I slip than Im falling
From the clouds cause Im ballin
Cut my grass yeah Im stuck between ferns
Use a scope wit a bevel I learn
Scooby snacks wit the shaggy clique
Purple slacks cause Im spilling it

Slow potion
Slow potion
Slow
Slow
Who else could it be but the Aeons
Through wit it, b wit the pen and the paper
Pay for the bank roll
Hay for the maker
Hands together in the pray form
I see who you are
Is the mic on lease, I could least give a bar
Ima beast on the beast side
Come and see me if you need me
Two tee, three pee, breathing, it makes for unique schemes
Aeons elevator
Writing page long, no man clay sure
And isn't it fun, I frolic in sun
Nude as fuck spiting lyrics
Over chairips playing harp cordes
Its an art form
Like a hole in one on a par 4
With no golf club
From the car in the parking lot wit an odd score
Its weird

Written by:
Aeon Elevali, Branden Carter

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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