vacationoyl from jazzpunk by sunnymingo

glimmer and the gold one day they made one
a flamingo poked his head out staring at the sun
the grass grew he made his way down to the pond
be sure he had the crown on adjusted by the pawn

im tryna go swoop in there, go swoop in there
get him out, get him out, get him out

looking out the window, trying to find a way out
honey, why your eyes wide shut in the playhouse
honey, why are you going underground when there are planes around
gunna have to get curtis around to get it rooted in me now
it’s gonna have to take a lot more than that to slow me down
for a while I was donnie sitting lonely in the crowd
now I’m hercules stature trying to sisyphus the clouds

get him out, get him out, get him

finding the house that jack built laughing loading a full metal jacket
posted up in a bathroom give me mad room I’m letting them have it
they gonna be looking someway got mclovin with a mac
i get to slapping round when bitches talking this and that
how that far gone in a dome
and I’m still lost running home
how'd i get in paris texas
red akimbo stare me down
looking up the sky is falling i think i need you around
when in town
put you down

don’t mouth off to the boss little bitch im benson in the flesh
on god we slacking off but it sound like we get no rest
on god it hurt but it aint work when the gang u with aim
at the same target at range and peaks get made by coexisting
how that far gone in a dome
and I’m still lost running home
how'd i get in paris texas
red akimbo stare me down
looking up the sky is falling i think i need you around
when in town
put you down

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rock
• Soul
• abstract hip-hop
• ambient
• noise