笨小笨illusion歌词由Colorful Revolution&Malcolm Cy&Meana演唱，出自专辑《illusion》，下面是《illusion》完整版歌词！
illusion歌词完整版
V1
Open and shut my mouth wet lips touching each others ain't mouring ceremony your crying mothers My pen spitin and and painting papers saying hip hop boom bap beat box for life my purpose pusssys get that I feel explosion waves and brain in magic case ants walking on it chewing your face rats and Roach in private plane yo blood in breefcase you the moon and Moody but color as brown and shit these faces turns white I ate gypsum puke and spit it you still don't know how to vipe yo plump ass ride bicycle with d.r Hoffman made a mass turn yo head and pickup broken glasses look at me seating in 74 seeping and rest these oGs like smelly flowers makin smoke light weight I hold them in hand puffing ain't choke got burning head makin noise they hookah kitchen located underground whose chef and doctor I cook them all these crooked powder light crack buddies soft you puppet make joke instead of publishing track they snitching I ain't crooked popo lookin for bride heard your raping noise you make light whistle in pipe your tongue is brush and butt is canvas you naging fag zip it hollow nuts who hated cuz you taste it my pen is bitter they denied it's cyanide not a beloved flavor it's a difference between cottage and skyscraper
Chorus
High veins bleeding
Your lyrics pokes sepsis living silly ain't Grace we sanitize
Pay lay it's killing
See why a revolutionary soldiers Spirit ever die
Toys won't breathe we don't sleep
V2
Ate ton of grass you stone and high got stomach ache hate us we make fun of boss stolen and die he's mama naked try to break it I mean my neck and wrist and my ankle most of my homies say your voice strident like fighter engine jealousy is dark covert my tongue is bunker buster blazing so bark you poppies Mark alert wrong knocker blocker fading dependent fool robot running with green fuel eat won't be party scary Halloween so many dreaming mule Lil gs fake and expert in
Lies defiant pussys act they got pistols collection motherfukers mute fatass fake crooked ain't got muscle and nude I'm not a hemosexual but kiss them afterward they need a tailor barn their chicks they cute hallucination by overuse of narcotics accessories fake show off and lyrics bogus economics we antibiotics even they horrify microphone with story of war alcoholics hold the bottle drinking as much as bar they are protected by bodyguards riding limo double r they want to be g o d f a t h e r hustle notoriously like Suge gold bite the cigar turn to a fucking machine have dream of sleeping with nightclub
