Lyrics Pasta Slut - Phather Phresh

I always got to take my flow and make it slow
So you can understand my lyrics an enjoy the show
But I can spit a masterpiece, Van goh, or Michelangelo
All about that pizza trying make that cheese and dough
Come and buy your tickets like I'm fandango
But nah man for real though
I'm more used than an Indian Buffalo
Bought to drop a record you got vertigo?
Sit back for some killer audio
Phather phresh here we go

I'm a Ricky tricky ticking time bomb
Try to say your name but it sound wrong
Any day now when I lose my shit
I Tip my hat to the government
In the streets so hide you kids
Best know that i lost my fucking mind

You never had a heart
Not yours and not mine
But I'm broken a part
And your fine
Your fine your fine

Babe I gotta know do you think about me
Left me for dead I'm a zombie
After you I'm fucking dead inside
Ten years and you never even cried
All these feelings drag me down
You're the ocean I just wanna drown

You never had a heart
Not yours and not mine
Now I'm broken apart
And your fine
Your fine your fine

What can I do when I'm afraid again?
I'm addicted and you stuck in my brain again
Is that just the drugs flowing through my vein again
Got my higher than an airplane on the tarmac
Found you like a pretty girl in a haystack
Found the needle on the floor in my bed room
Nah I got a problem all the drugs that I consume
I'd hit you with a killer verse
But your dad hit you way worse
You might get ladies at your youth group
Got a dozen bitches in the back of a coup
Double teamed, they about to allyoup my hoop
Me and jesus both got bitches on their knees
I ain't the E. gay but I can drop a bomb In here like she's Japanese

You never had a heart
Not yours and not mine
Now I'm broken apart
And your fine
Your fine your fine

I wrote this song Cuz it's a fucked up universe
We deal with shit from birth till the hearse
Walk through every day and it only gets worse
My hope is that you smile with every verse
Want to make a fan every time that I curse

You never had a heart
Not yours and not mine
And now I'm broken apart
And your fine
Your fine your fine

I don't know what to say when sorry doesn't cut it
So I take some coke I cut it
Man I've gone too far with all my bull shit
So listen up I got some things I can admit
Truth be told my grandma has more friends than I do
She says be social bitch I try to
Glad my fans ain't tired of being lied to
Another fake song about fake people
I ain't ever done a thing illegal
I got a bitch calling me a vandal