Fae
Once upon a time,
there was a little girl who used to dream about being autumn leaves and a fairy queen.
Then one day
After being locked away
The winds carried her to the land of the Fae,
Oberon, Osiris, Boreas – all felt the nightshade of her kiss.
Now join the little poplars, spiders, and firs – to hear Titania confess about hers.
Black
(prod. by Kaylitty)
Black
Black cars
Black
The color of my shooting stars
Black facts
Black
Come tat ya name on my back
Black stars
Black
I wrote your name with these bars
Black facts
Black –
the name of my little brown bat
All we see is Black
Damn them thighs is wet
Mad hatter
Hit me like I’m black matter
Black Saturn
I took the white out that panda
Black
Black cars
Black
The color of my shooting stars
Black facts
Black
Come tat your name on my back
Black stars
Black
I wrote your name with these bars
Black facts
Black –
the name of my little brown bat
All we see is Black
Damn them thighs is thick
Mad Hatter hit me like I’m black matter
Black Saturn
I took the white out that panda
Black
Black stars
Black
Come write your name in my bars
Black facts
Black
He wrote his name on my back
Black stars
Black
I wrote your name with these bars
Black facts
Black –
the name of my little brown bat
Sylvia
(prod. by Nicholas Craven)
Look,
I did it again
“One year in every ten, I eat the flesh off a dying man”[1]
Regurgitate that worm
I fed my broken wing baby bird
choked on a verse
Don’t mistake
this room’s full
of blood pulled out the womb and tides pooled by the moon
Frida died 13th of July
she said
“I hope my exit’s joyful
I hope never to return” [2]
As for me, I’m living on a slow burn
finding fellowship where my fellows left me fallow till my crops come again
One year in every ten
Yes, I did it again
I ripped the flesh straight off of that man
This my seven-year curse, ripped the wings straight off of a bird
Every 28 days the moon has his way with me and they say that my womb is a slave
I can’t run away so I spend all my days just gnawing away at my legs
Look, I did it again
I ripped the flesh straight off of that man
I
regurgitated that worm to feed my little baby bird
that’s my seven-year curse
Sylvia, I did it again
I ripped the flesh straight off that man
Winter’s bout to set
Real deep
Real deep
Real deep
Real deep
Real deep
Real deep
in
Baby please dry those eyes, cuz even water can leave you fried,
Even water can scar
Have you scrape your dreams straight out of a jar
Sylvia,
I did it again, I ripped the flesh straight off of that man
That’s my seven-year curse
Icarus fell straight out the sky
Don’t fly
so close to the sun, son
less you wanna to get burned
Shot up
Rock shut
Shut up,
I’ve had enough
That’s the Christening cry of a baby baptized in fire
realized that baby was mine
Cuz I danced with the devil
He has the softest hands
He put ’em in me again and again
You wonder why I sit here just drying my eyes
Cuz even water will can leave ya fried
Even water can leave ya scarred
Have you scrape your dreams straight out of a jar
God Flow
(prod. by Nicholas Craven, ft. Planet Asia)
This that shit
Made ya bitch cry in the whip
Kitty nip – Dick fat as that lip I’m bout to give to a trick
Choked out, flow south
Put that shit in ya mouth
We’re talking bout: Queen flows
Killing bats: White nose – Overdose: Wrist blown
My syndrome is burning down homes to build my throne
Sunrise,
My crow flies a couple thousand miles
I pay my tithes to the lord of the flies
Wet thighs wrap around my man’s brown eyes
kept my fist to the skies
‘n my dog by my side
Hit sly
Spit fire
bird fly
I’m so fly, my soul died so I burned it in the sky
Ya know why you sold your soul to a troll
Choked out
I’m bringing Harlem flows out
We both bout flows dark as Guinness stout
Tapped out
Have these bitches dripping from their spout
And bleeding from ya mouth
I’m bout come out
Down from my throne
and teach these fools not to throw stones
Less you wanna die young
What you wanna do son?
The Good die young
So, I guess I’m bout to be gone
[Peace to that God Flow]
….
Peace to that God flow
Sensuous
(prod. Sultan Mir)
[Yo, let’s kill this shit – My man called the other night]
My man called the other night, he said:
Baby, the Gods, they blessed your thighs
Yo, they touch together
oh so, so, so, so motherfucking nice
I can’t stop,
I can’t stop my witchy ways
Good thing I wasn’t born in the olden days,
cuz I definitely would have caught a case
Burn me at the stake,
if you hang me do it with fishnets and lace,
cuz when I get away they’re gonna say:
Damn, that girl has got some fly fucking ass taste – that ass tastes like icing on your cake
It’s about to be my man’s birthday
All day, every day
That OG called the other night
He said:
Baby, I was contemplating suicide
but I’m staying alive another night,
cuz damn, that pussy’s fire
My little spitfire, wild and free
I’m higher than the summer’s breeze making love to Sequoia trees
I’m the little being overwintering where the Arctic Sea kisses Arctic breeze
The little lark
I sing my high notes in the dark
I love piercing straight through four-chambered hearts
Don’t think I rap in jest
While you’re over there focused on making pussys wet
I’m bout to make this game sweat
Let’s see how far we’re gonna get
Filling my clip with some rhymes to spit over your head
No longer spectatorial, I already know how these raps should go
So I’m bringing hope, like Obama showed
Intelligent swag, while you’re over there fucking with that Louis Vuitton bag
I’m bout to kill off IG and plastic surgery
then see where would you be
lying naked in the streets, as for me, I’m over here shining like a queen
About to kill off IG and plastic surgery – then you’ll be lying naked in the streets
As for me, I’m shining like a queen
My man called the other night, he said:
The Gods, they blessed your thighs
Cuz they touch together oh so so so so motherfuckin’ nice
Sensuous
I may have overdosed him with some fairy dust
But he knows it’s not about lust – it’s about us
It’s ’bout to get a little tenuous because I wanna see a man play those ivory keys
Ladies, you know what I mean
I had a little dream ’bout you and me kayaking on the sea
Catch a moonbeam, rip a seam from the sky
I’m cannibalizing all the night,
You can call me firefly
That OG called the other night
He’s no longer contemplating suicide
I got him staying alive – cuz that pussy’s fire
The little spitfire, wild and free
I’m the summer’s breeze – I’m making love to Sequoia trees
It’s a real good thing I wasn’t born in the olden days
I definitely would have caught a case for putting on too much black lace
[sensuous]
Shoot At the Queen
(prod by BLEV)
Lady Lazarus
Osiris
But A Dream
If we shadows have offended, fill your clip and get to mending. For you have but slumbered here, while my vision did appear; and this weak and idle theme is no more yielding but a dream.
Autumn Leaves
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