Zachary Melgaard - Love or Lust lyrics

[Hook: Helms Deep] Is it love or lust? I just wanna know— Smoking cigarettes to watch the time go Answer my questions Through these prayers and poems But if I stutter a rebu*tal, man I ‘m deep in the zone Never running back Reminiscent cul-de-sacs I could live a silent life cause the mind's abstract Yo! When In Rome Check it- [Verse 1: Helms Deep] As I'm sitting on the stoop And I'm trying to eat the scoop But the gelato's much sweeter, it's dolce at the roots So I dig on and transcend-a-lize Deep inhale, feelin alive Check the skies for overcast Take off the mask attach a mast Feel tired, but I'm still picking up the pen A choir of violins, when I'm coughing up the phlegm Ahem! Let me get to the climax Met a girl named Linda today Now my mind's split, fine hips And eyes with deeper meanings Almost told her that I rapped—But that'd be misleading Where ya from? Statí Unití… So I bought an orange for a Euro or so She looked at me like I was bellisimo Io manga la pasta and a drink for the road Hard to concentrate cause my Italian's so-so She was like me, she had a long night yo— Except I hopped a fence When she was just trying to make rent She said, uh swing by my work and we can talk Via internet Buona notte, age don't mean sh** [Hook: Helms Deep] Is it love or lust? I just wanna know— Smoking cigarettes to watch the time go Answer my questions Through these prayers and poems But if I stutter a rebu*tal, man I ‘m deep in the zone Never running back Reminiscent cul-de-sacs I could live a silent life cause the mind's abstract Yo [Verse 2: Helms Deep] I met a man today— They call him Vincent the Mack Drinks on me I've got a fortunate stack But Vincent blessed me living wild and free He be hopping bars of Rome at the age of 63… Never slow down, Never get tired Art on a wall is how you get inspired Hop the train to Venice if you got a girl to impress If ya don't, Barcelona's the best He said ‘heartbreaks unavoidable, if you got a defense So keep spitting facts til you got nothing left Damn I'm blessed, but no true being— Left incomplete by a girl who's deceiving' She was grease, I was flour Blooming law degree Swiss bank I wired Call me a liar, but this man was real No Kate and Ashley my lips are sealed Long suave Pony, but his hair was grey Left mesmerized— absorbing— Liquor all-day Broke-in, like he was there to play Watch his investment to soothe decay The world is yours that's truth to the root He grew Illmatic, like soup for the youth He said, “Come back and the drinks always free” ICiao amiche! at a pub in Italy [Alternative Hook: Helms Deep] Is it love or lust? I just wanna know— Smoking cigarettes to watch the time go Answer my questions Through these prayers and poems But if I stutter a rebu*tal, man I ‘m deep in the zone I'm in love with this city, residents call it Rome— A beautiful girl with a ghetto-tone