The Pale Goblin - Door Ajar (feat. Stuart) Lyrics

I'm bookin'
Saw an open lane, I took it
I'm crooked
I'm eating the beat up right after I cook it
A radio sound but my name underground
I'll be king of the town but they ain't yet found it
A radio sound but my name underground
And I said it twice cuz I liked how it sounded
You're grounded, lil bish go to your room
I'mma rise to the top 'til my shit pop
Like a lil kid who let go of a balloon
Heat up the world C-O-to-the-2
Yeah yeah beware of the fumes
I'm in the graveyard at midnight
I'm licking the dirt and I'm digging and opening tombs

We got a man down
Sound the alarm don't stand around
We got a man down
Call the paramedics pronto, them boys a problem

I'm gliding like a xylophone
Snapping like some Styrofoam
She's obsessed with me
As if I were some diet coke
People catching on
But swear I've know it since a while ago
Everything I'm cooking got more elements than isotopes
E-I-E-I-O
Stuck inside her head so she sing me name like Figaro
Don't need Wayne or Howie to know if my deal real though
I'm in all their hearts like a party for a three year old
Don't need to fly to Mykonos

Vaseline all in my teeth
I'm feeling hungry, I'm going crazy ay
Gasoline all on the seats
Vomit is chunky, it doesn't phase me ay
Itching to scrap, scratching an itch
Grab a cigar, Lighting a match
Throwing a pass, and the door is ajar
Passenger door is ajar, sorta bizarre
Pointing the police light toward the car
Fingering ain't only for the guitar
Call me a sniper I score from afar
Man I'm so high that I'm bored of the stars
You Disney adult lookin ass little bish
You like Aladdin I'm more of Jaffar
I'm more a czar, you more of peddler
Someone who writing a letter to editors
Look at my work you won't see a competitor
Haven't met someone who wasn't a reveler
After they see what I'm bout
My man, there's a never doubt
Kid from Milwaukee with thousands of hits
You'd think i was Robin Yount - out

We got a man down