Teething

First you smile at lord
I found you first, liquified inside you
But it hurts if I even see you, make you smile
I look over and cry
I get by!
But that’s too bad you get stuck with all alone
Look at yourself you ain’t no genius!
You want to find, you won’t find me
I’m coming home, but I…
First you raining for, it can’t been seen
Liquified him more and more, fuck you bitch!
To go and I go and I and
I don’t know, because I’m…sick
And this ain’t fun at all!
But that’s too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain’t no genius!
You want to fly, you won’t find me I’m coming home I…
But that’s too bad you get stuck with whores
Look at yourself you ain’t no genius!
You want to find you won’t find me I’m coming home, hurt…
You got hair, clothes, the fashion and the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don’t know
You got hair, clothes, the fashion and the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don’t know
Your this close to fashion and the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don’t know
Your this close to fashion and the cash flow
How the fuck you gonna tell me something
Your this close the fashion and the cash
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don’t know
Your this close the fashion and the cash
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don’t know
Your this close to fashion and the cash
How the fuck you gonna tell me what you don’t know
Your this close to fashion and ahh gonna fuck you!
Tell me something…at least tell me something
Say your prayers!
But that’s too bad you get stuck with all alone
Look at yourself you ain’t no genius!
You want to find, you won’t find me
I’m coming home…
and I…
But that’s too bad you get stuck with all alone
Look at yourself you ain’t no genius!
You want to find, you won’t find me
I’m coming home…
I… I… I… I… I… I… I… I…