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tv dinner - perry maysun lyrics

[intro]
(uhh)

[verse 1]
what’s the matter? what’s wrong with you? give me all of you
put the heart and soul in this bag and make me apart of you
battle lost inside of this mind, akin to the waterloo
tired of fightin’, frightened of losin’ calm but to interest you
all he could do was crack bottles, f*cked up
f*cked up, callin’ on the suicide hotline
thought it was my shorty, fell in love with the operator talkin’ on the other side
what if i went and did it?
more drive than honda civics, pride in my dissonance is cognitive to be exact
[?] f*ckin’ raps, empathetic boom bap
new album, new tracks
“perry maysun, who is that?”
f*ck your motherf*ckin’ dad
f*ck your future, f*ck your past
f*ck the world, if i had the physics, i would let it blast
(demolish the world?)

[verse 2]
used to keep lines of that green sh*t
i know that’s that bad sh*t
i ain’t gave a f*ck, long as i got high
up like dreamworks, tryna make this dream work
harder than a fein doin’ jumpin’ jacks for three perc’s
scream ’til my t**th hurt
shadow box, speaker works
sell it ’til your ear c*n*ls
crack music, dope words
take a tab and listen to me
promise you won’t feel like you [?] dinosaurs and [?]
before christ, rhymes on that b.c. sh*t
get it right where you want it like it’s tv dinn’s
this that new invader [?], motherf*ckin’ alien
rappin’ hand over fist, every wake, get the gist
it’s like peanut b*tter supper if it had a mouth to spit
rhymes satiatin’ quick
break a sweat, i never did
m.j. inside the fourth or lebron in 36
don’t matter, either way we gon’ win and get the chip
ya’ dig?
[verse 3]
i was on my block one time, ’bout a [?]
had the weed and rolled it, smoked it right atop the fire escape
started seein’ colors and shapes, turns out i was laced
who the f*ck would go and lace a eighth? what type of f*ckery?
monsters started touching on my body, wanna f*ck with me
i’on wanna f*ck you, i’ll run from you
fell off of that rooftop, ran down the street like usain bolt
everything was fuzzy like a rainy day on cable
ayo, screamin’ in the street in just socks and my boxers
when this old b*tch told me put some clothes on

[outro]
and then i was naked and i ran inside
i’on smoke weed no more

- perry maysun lyrics

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