Oxygen and Oxytocin
• Written by 7teen20nine • Featuring
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7teen20nine's Notes
Capital-K made the beat: Thanks
I am Like half man half machine.
I have my brains and have my genes
salty like you’re pickled in brine
Faulty like you’re hitting marines
Damn you feel the breeze, like aus sun
Man it burns the leave, like your dump
In a bag, left at your front door
If you came in thongs, you want more
Oxytocin and oxygen,
Those 3 bold sins, man stops the end
Yo see Santa, go to North Pole
Go demand a show to force whole
Fried elf and venison to eat
Myself grabs Denisons to beat
And batter. Cherry on top first
Mad hatter. Burried. Non stop hearse
Grab bladders. Combustion’s top verse
Like uti’s and diabetes
You nye dry damn. My heat. The pees
Boiling and sweet. Like English tea
Foiling plans me-tile melted free
Like mercury, not like vaccines
I hurt you like Brie, damn cheese heat
Granted I don’t like cheese although
Lactose I can have tho, i wheeze
Like an asthmatic and I sneeze
Like a damn addict, man I cheive
Like a crypto coins invester
I dip go loin, then headwords up
Your views help, but I’m the future
Store you quells, shut em. We boot ya
off a pirate ship. You jump sharks
When ya find it lit. I just start
I am Like half man half machine.
I have my brains and have my genes
salty like you’re pickled in brine
Faulty like you’re hitting marines
Damn you feel the breeze, like aus sun
Man it burns the leave, like your dump
In a bag, left at your front door
If you came in thongs, you want more
You bout in thongs, sexy but toes
Show out like moms. Next please. Dot go.
Like Armenian genocide
Thy heart leaves the man. Step a side
Dangerous but you have not heard
Playing duck duck goose. Man’s not a bird
A padawan since embryo.
Okinawan, with arms to show
Like a cyanide vaccination
I, man, try ta fight a nation
Your lifespans now a mayfly length
You’re my wam pow, and a silence
Not inherently violent
But inherited the spine that
Will never bendover backwards
If leather red rover smacked ‘ward
Outta my vocal cords like colds
Shoutin die local lords like yold-
Ling. I won’t lose my composure
Dim guys. Don’t you find yo closure
‘In doing what i am told sir!’
Is losing shots my damn gold ‘burb
You’re butter knives, I’m machetes
You stutter right? Why damn sweaty?
You need 6 u’s, this World Wide Web
Who eats bitches who dis, felines threats
Say they’re lions, they’re big pussies
‘Day you’re dyin. Why bitch, wussies
Killing crying. Cause I’m 7teen!!
I am Like half man half machine.
I have my brains and have my genes
salty like you’re pickled in brine
Faulty like you’re hitting marines
Damn you feel the breeze, like aus sun
Man it burns the leave, like your dump
In a bag, left at your front door
If you came in thongs, you want more
