Free Lunch Lyrics

I really take the notion

We had never refined

Something as pure, endured

The hardest course, I'm taking my time

Is it foretold of gold, or nothing more

Than proclivities

Man is a stand in, with no planning

Then it never can be

If we just, wait around forever

Baby make up your mind

I tried to tell you that

I felt it bout a thousand times

And if it's love not lust

You'd tell me must I end these things here

Verse waiting in suspense,

Intensive with my trust in you dear

I needa, clear my

Whole mind

Tell her I'm digging still for the gold mine

Move back

Gone find

Something different, emphasis up on a bold line

Bullshit

Bovine

In her wind came a gust and now it's engulfed my

Whole shit

Don't get too close baby oh my

Bitch stuck me

Hung wet, just Like a Clothesline

I said, does everyone

Want sell ya something every time?

Or is this one for free?

Yo it's on me

I made up my mind

And is there anything

That many dream

But never realize

You must despise the lunch

And take the punch

Then after you cry

Dry my, cold eyes

Look at the devil

Guarding the goal line

Envisioned the matches

Lit up the whole sky

Fuck being passive

I'm bout to own mine

Old flames, many burned

In our hearths

Things changed, shit waned

Imbedded in all dark

Bitch earned, her gains

Said it's been all bark

Bite down, latch on

Now you in my heart

Fuck them, real shit

Crime was in passion

I got too near this

Is this, imposing?

Since you dope and you posing and had it poking

Garnish, embellish it

With your motions

Plunging deeper, I'm diving into your ocean

Divinity with the rod, and you screaming oh shit

Still I refine it, then baby I get the notion

That everyone

Want sell ya something, every time

Or is this one for free

Yo it's on me

I made up my mind

And is there anything

That many dream

But never realize

You must despise the lunch

And take the punch

Then after you cry

And that's when everyone

Want sell ya something every time

And is this one for free?

Yo it's on me

You made up your mind

Said there'd been anything

That she can dream

She never realized

I just despise the cunt

I'll take the punch

Then after I'll cry