paperweight by biig red couch

Amazing, a-fuckin-mazing, unreal

I think I could...
Run right through a brick wall
Start a bar brawl, win it before last call
Cut through all the bullshit like a saws-all
Eat you for lunch like a mess hall

Cuz your voice sound like bird song
Or the silent serenity after night falls
Current state of your spirit? I see no flaws
I need to move with you, like dancehall, huh

Put in the work, I’m on call
This ain’t my first rodeo but yeehaw
That was lowball, or low brow
I must’ve done something right, somehow

When you hit the pose, baby pray tell
Did you see me hanging on like hand rails?
Baby, stay well, and give hell
Burn eternal for aroma, your perfume trail

keep on, keep on…huh

I was never expecting to hit
swinging for the fences envisioning bricks
But can you guess what the funny thing is?
One look at you and I’m home, that’s real shit, yeah

Feeling realigned like the planets adrift
Every single memory already missed, huh
You’re so present that’s a special gift
Up up, away that’s just how we lift, yeah

I know tomorrow ain’t promised today
But ill keep holding you down, like a paperweight
Keep earning your trust, fund's in your name
Keep on keeping on, nothin else to say, yeah

You’re my summertime, that’s sunshine
If skies are gray, you’d be the silver line
Like a bullet train stopping on the right dime
Let me take you away... in due time

I’m a rock under pressure and in any endeavor
Your beauty alluring and to immense to measure
Impressed by your essence,
and must stress it
It’ll all work itself out like shoulder presses

keep on, keep on… yeah

Picture kicking our feet up under shaded cabanas
Wanna pay what I can’t afford on some Benihana’s
I need you like a prayer, put that on Madonna
The most marvelous soul among the flora and fauna

I know tomorrow ain’t promised today
But I'll keep holding you down, like a paperweight
Keep earning your trust, fund's in your name
Keep on keeping on, nothin else to say

I know tomorrow ain’t promised today
ill keep holding you down, like a paperweight
Keep earning your trust, fund's in your name
Keep on keeping on, nothin else to say

I need 48 hours
You’ll need a shower after
Screaming from the roof
Swinging from the rafters
I don’t want fixing
but my heart in tatters
Quality, quantity
you the one that matters

I know tomorrow ain’t promised today
I'll keep holding you down, like a paperweight

• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rap
• RnB
• Spoken Word
• Trap Music
• boom-bap
• chorus
• hip-hop
• poetry
• poetry and music
• Baltimore