The 3 witches from Macbeth thought My lyrics were def And foretold my marriage To Neffertiti was f'ed Cuz Lizzy Borden would chop My new wife to death So I spit gift and stole Pocahontas From John Smith
Came home and Karen Kane Gave me a kiss She said she felt the way I rhymed wit my lisp Love? Is if you wanna I kissed Billie Holiday As Elenora I made love With Margaret Mead When she wanna
I terminated my affair wit Sarah Conner And she missed me, see, To Sarah it simply was a mystery How I disappeared like a character written By Agatha Christie
But, word up- I'm that Good- read about lovin' me From Margret Attwood or Jackie Collins Man, I keep falling for these women Digging Mila Mulroney But she kept on stalling Margaret Trudeau, man, kept on calling I wrote sonnets with Liz Browning this morning Josephine left me for Napolean again Then I taught Emily Dickinson How poetry and me are one
Intoxicated by being asphyxiated? It's all in the way you say it (anoxia) You breathing heavy while I'm inside of ya It's all in the way you say it (anoxia) Writing rhymes while she's on top of mine It's all in the way you say it (anoxia) Short of breath from what's being played In the bass clef AnoxiaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
