Frankie Guerrero - Warhol lyrics

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Frankie Guerrero - Warhol lyrics

Warhol - Tim Terner Verse 1 [Tim Terner] You'd think they'd know by the way he's been acting lately Competitive, diet made up of sedatives, 'hate me' tattooed on his forehead when He walks in, nervous acting cautious Sanity just like his wallet and he fears he might have lost it Now he's crawling on the pavement, aghast with fascination Alternate altercations, the mind closed for renovation Agitated animation, pulls him into different places These faces need replacements Keep the egos in the basement No patience, I flip a table then the lights go out The panty-dropping kamikaze, took some shots and got too sloppy Probably smoking with his posse, until his mind feel like a zombie, practicing karate now he's screaming like an Aussie With his hands up Intertwined and rhyme through my inhaler I'ma drive through Indiana, b**hes wait in Texarkana With whiskey bottles, models getting topless making waffles Living life without a problem, so I push down on the throttle I'm out Bridge [Frankie Guerrero] I'd travel cross the world just to talk to you Everything is fine's a lie and I know the truth I know your shy, I won't lie there's nothing I can do But baby let me sing to you Baby let me sing to you Baby let me sing to you I know you're shy, I won't lie there's nothing I can do But baby let me sing to you Verse 2 [Tim Terner] See, the mind is like a ruler, and I think I might have snapped it I shoot a gap in traffic, where I'm headed you can't map it The king crab, dapper with a snapper full of rappers Taking dabs on rings of Saturn, outer space get filled with laughter Jason Statham with the flagrants Agent Smith up in your matrix A doctor without patience Hold the anger of a caveman In a trance when my b**h dance around She keep my feet above the ground, high as hell we can't come down, our bodies in the lost and found Handle of Johnny black, sh** I'm gone live forever, and If not then it's whatever, head shots without suppressors Fully loaded, stolen weapons Chase the rodents out of heaven Armageddons what you getting, I refuse to new deception Cause it's the young phenomenon who hungrier than Ramadan, so step into my octagon I'll pull apart you abdomen A freethinker who prints fingers for no one You never met somebody Crazy baby now you know one Bridge [Frankie Guerrero] I'd travel cross the world just to talk to you Everything is fine's a lie and I know the truth I know your shy, I won't lie there's nothing I can do But baby let me sing to you Baby let me sing to you Baby let me sing to you I know you're shy, I won't lie there's nothing I can do But baby let me sing to you ------

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