Think fast/We can run it back/ No past's too far for that/History always repeats itself/So I actually know the facts/Facetime--when I already know your texts/Got me facing time when I wanna relax/ No I don't have the will to be getting into thrills/When I just wanna heal /from Everything we've been through/ Or haven't seen, since with you, to the end /So why not try to make amends?/'Cause we're just friends/ We don't have to stop that /No, we don't have to stop that/Thought we had it all until things got a little unfair/ We don't have to stop that
I sit and stare/ not at the back of her head or her hair/ not at the bad bitch' derriere (though believe me, it's there)//Nodding? I'm not, which is rare/ novice at all of this (yeah)/ Confident, closet-optimist/ all in, I dare ya!////Maid Marian-ass-looking/ hottest body--but never a THOT/ The difference is respect ain't ever at the end of a cock, and she gets it/(I bet she does)/No--she gets the RESPECT/ From killers and drug dealers to doctors and medics/ She's a goddamn miracle of modern medicine (there, I said it)/ Endocarditis heart/ Midas pussy/ but half venison// I'm a confident man, and I'm very ruthless/ but one strong enough glance and I turn into Jerry Lewis// You make me laugh when I'met sad/ I say "I need you bad"/ no questions asked, you jettison with the quickness back to the pad/ to find me, a wreck, a complete mess, for real/
I'm talkin' like, Pete-esque sadness upon my grill :(
Facetime--when I already know your texts
Got me facing time when I wanna relax
No I don't have the will to be getting into thrills
When I just wanna heal
from Everything we've been through
Or haven't seen, since with you, to the end
So why not try to make amends?
'Cause we're just friends
We don't have to stop that
No, we don't have to stop that
Thought we had it all until things got a little unfair
We don't have to stop that
Huh, just a friend...
He's just a friend/ what a sucker I must've been/ guess that's just the game/ I'm just in vengeance as a craving// FUCK revenge/ and I ain't gonna sit up to my nuts in rust-colored sentiment just ahead in a den of this bitch's "maybe"s////
Sigourney Weaver already beat you here/ She said the best way/ is to hit the nest, and lay flames to the face-huggers, eggs, and babies// I'm the great white hope/ and a black sheep/ so here's the grey meat/ No matter what the day brings, I ain't resigned to daydreams////I make things happen/ but proper pacing is a trial/ There's someone else who make me melt when she say my name or she smile/ Fuckin' hell, I ain't been this sexually frustrated in awhile/ Hte Proclaimers nailed it/ baby-girl got me havering left and right////With one rope inside of my body/ 8 generations in time/and the length of which you could lay down and walk in 500 miles// Forever "dope" inside my body/ for even when I get clean, sure I'm a goofball, dork, and putz, grabbing these nuts--know what I mean, Verne?//// "Please, sir, don't do anything crazy-- put your dick away!" "Shut the fuck up, Larry Flynt, gimme yo shit, 'ere there'll be jizz to pay// These are the types of scenes and scenarios that I worry-- I get SCARY bro/(comfy? There you go)/ Goddamn if these palms aren't hairy though////
(interlude)
15 months of changes that saved my life/ how'd I get there?/ Guess it begins with a Brown stain on my record (piece of shit)/ And a violent Irish-Mexican chili pepper/ and my extracurricular interest engineering the best Smith and Wesson suppressor//// "What up Rocket, you still make those things? Cuz' see I got my Glock here, bro" "Who's Rocket?" "You" His partner goes, "We forgot to actually talk to him, though"// "That's Henry, I'm Gustavo/ Do you get me?" "Dog, I know what's up, but how come I'm the only one whose new name is an object, yo?"
"Your product is as complex as explosive as a bomb gets, and you know this. You know a lot of shit--ergo you're Rocket"
