Felix-Culpa - Yuca Frita Lyrics

I'm a bad motherf*cker and I don't mind dyin'
Runnin' from the sirens, inner self is actin' like a tyrant
Can't avoid the violence
We couldn't never get away from all these upheavals
Treat it like it's regal, I'd be feelin' lethal
In a place that's never gonna be a f*cken sequel
I know that it's finite and we're all besotted
Feelin' like the skells of streets, the begotten
We could never plead with God and ask for clemency
Escape and numbin' self with remedies
Suffocatin', it's getting' hard to breathe
Spendin' all your time regrettin' me, ohhh
Severe me and severe what we've done
We can never run or walk away, sadness on your face
You search for grace, contemplate, we're questionin' our fate
Yeah

Fallin'
And Im really tryin' to make it to the mornin'
All the shit that we went through
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' ey
Fallin'
And Im really tryin' to make it to the mornin'
All the shit that we went through
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' ey
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' yeah
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' yeah
Never don't properly, I fear police
Always meant more to me, I feel your breeze
Lookin' in my core I see, the real in me, the real in you
A centrepiece

It's gonna turn you to a pillar of salt
If you don't abide the principle
There's too many faults
And I was in it like a cult
Keep it deep in my vault
And it'd be runnin' in my veins, couldn't find the remains
It simply turned into ash
It was unbearable the mass I swear
In the dark with the strippers with the ass so bare
Tried to move it more volitional but I don't care
Now I'm sittin' in a circle and they want me to share, whoa
You got memories from PPP
Diagnosed you with that BPD
For too long you did the therapy
Temporarily you found relief, ohh
Then that toxic bitch, she came right back
Hit the bottle, bruises on your back
Even started distributin' rack
Tried to find the light but I went back, oohhh

Fallin'
And Im really tryin' to make it to the mornin'
All the shit that we went through
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' ey
Fallin'
And Im really tryin' to make it to the mornin'
All the shit that we went through
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' ey
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' yeah
I just gotta stop myself from mournin' yeah
Never don't properly, I fear police
Always meant more to me, I feel your breeze
Lookin' in my core I see, the real in me, the real in you
A centrepiece

Ones that love you most would probably give you gonorrhoea
Now it's been a mission like I'm Coffy, Pam Grier
Swallow down a laxative and get some diarrhoea
Then I'm shittin' on your head coz there's nothin' for you here
F*ck, it's been a minute since I got my affairs in order
Too f*cked, mixin' that whiskey with soda water
Oh no, stickin' my shaft inside of these raw hoes
Go slow, buss and I dip and I leave them all morose
I rose, up from the slums like it was the third day
They wait, for me to slip up, I hope you're okay
Foreplay, lickin' that couchie like I'm a cat on viagra
Your pussy's sweet like it's a can a grape fanta
Whorin' around, when you ask, you just stammer
Dip in it deep and I hit it raw like I'm a hammer
Yeah ey, like I'm a hammer, yeah