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Lucy Loop Hits For The Kid On The Stoop
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Stoop City Acid Vicious on the brain
Takin' away my pain
It's makin' everything in life
Anything but plain
Let's go to the lake
Where the clouds get the rain
I say no to the shakes
Driving me insane
Let's just throw on some tunes and groove
And let our bodies move
To the beat of the drum
Even my tongue is numb
And then how about we slow down
Appreciate every microscopic sound
I really enjoy sitting here
Watching the grass grow
And shrink back into something
That I don't even know
I can't explain to you how Lucy,
How she makes me feel
The only way I can describe it
Is like "I feel real"
Because...
I'm the stoop kid
Looking for any chance that I can get
To drop acid
And eat up your raps like
You spit 'em into Lake Placid
You're dwellin' on the future, man
But I'll tell you that I'm past it
My casket's been pre-made
To fit an early twenties man
With a pink lemonade
In my dead cold hand
This land is green if you know what I mean
The trees grow taller than anything you've seen
This land is yellow, so let me tell you fellow
Half a Fruit Loop and you'll be super duper mellow
This land is red, don't worry, you're not dead
All the colors, they're just in your head
This land is blue, it's just something new
These words are mine but you can keep a few
Close your eyes and make a wish
It sounds silly but we're all just fish
