Ghostpoet Msi Musmid
Dim Sum and Noodles make me feel alright.
Dim Sum and Noodles make me feel alright.
Dim Sum and Noodles make me feel alright, -
- but not tonight, 'cause they fight, and I'm like...
Woah woah woah woah woah
Cotching in the Skoda. Gun-grey leather back seat.
And eyes fix straight on the night.
Mind's kind of jittery. Skittles like Jam jars shaked up -
- tinging and ringing like a champ.
It's all a bit blank. Don't like phone call's, man.
It's a??? trash ting, laying in my bed room.
Maybe I should ask Frank Philly or Fred, and -
Backspace the words you've said.
The lights ain't river, it's constantly red, -
- and "patience is a parasiteâ€, my daddy once said.
But I'm an old school fella in a new aged town.
City on speed. I gotta get down.
But upping up the tempo leads to upping up mistakes, -
- and I've made a load of late. -- Great
Trate book rate.???
A fresh don't care; it's some sunrise weather.
