Hazy mess, smoking rollies in the back of an Acura
Acting like we sober with the pigs on the back of us
Swervin' through suburbia, you're pleading: "Knock it. Yes!"
Only urban to you culchies
I'm the culture, you f*ckin' boss, your girl's eyes rollin' B
Swear she ain't rode me, on the road near the forest
But she forage for these nuts, just for nothin', now I'm busted
Bust it in your momma's house, smack the taste out your mouth
Take the biscuits and dip 'em, then dip 'em in the tea that I'm spillin'
Room spinnin' from the ex in my system
Pure swing for a bop with my jaw swinging vicious
My girl crying on the phone, no I she swear she a victim
'Cause her friend got evicted, purple hickeys on my skin
I was bruised like a peach, the soft click of the keys when I tweet
Black men don't cheat, sheesh
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
I'm drowning in these sheets, purple linens 'round my neck
Kinda difficult to breathe, yeah, I'm gasping for some air
Why the f*ck would I leave?
Always surface low when, when she tells me to leave
I am grafting and grafting
I'm gonna leave this for the arc
Why you leaving, we are shining
I'm an actor tryna start
Starring on my Insta, we got a flex for the gram
Scoopin' up a couple grams like a pill ascent
Sandman working heavy, fell asleep at the wheel (Wheel)
Car starts spinning, I can't tell if it's real (Real)
Crashing through the building, the world's a haze of brick
Taste of copper on my lips
Sirens wail in the distance as my blur starts to vision
I see nothing
I'm just nodding off to sleep slow
Waiting for those beats as I soften, it's often
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
I see warm summer nights just playing on the street
Little footie with the boys and a couple scraped knees
Escape from the doorstep, rapid with the quick step
Rappin' on the yard, "8 Mile", but it's ten of us
Connection's kinda tenuous but f*ck it
Beats class, talking 'bout some ducats
And shy when we lockin' lockers
Beside the girls that we liked with our hands in our pockets
All nervous, I see nothing, just the dark
I see stars manifest in the abyss
I see times I persist and regret
I see the ragged slits upon my wrist
I see matted hair of goddesses
I see gods looking down upon us, sis
I see nothing, just the dark
I see the end all the way from the start, watch
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Tebi Rex - Lotus Eaters Lyrics
Tebi Rex - Lotus Eaters Lyrics
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Hazy mess, smoking rollies in the back of an Acura
Acting like we sober with the pigs on the back of us
Swervin' through suburbia, you're pleading: "Knock it. Yes!"
Only urban to you culchies
I'm the culture, you f*ckin' boss, your girl's eyes rollin' B
Swear she ain't rode me, on the road near the forest
But she forage for these nuts, just for nothin', now I'm busted
Bust it in your momma's house, smack the taste out your mouth
Take the biscuits and dip 'em, then dip 'em in the tea that I'm spillin'
Room spinnin' from the ex in my system
Pure swing for a bop with my jaw swinging vicious
My girl crying on the phone, no I she swear she a victim
'Cause her friend got evicted, purple hickeys on my skin
I was bruised like a peach, the soft click of the keys when I tweet
Black men don't cheat, sheesh
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
I'm drowning in these sheets, purple linens 'round my neck
Kinda difficult to breathe, yeah, I'm gasping for some air
Why the f*ck would I leave?
Always surface low when, when she tells me to leave
I am grafting and grafting
I'm gonna leave this for the arc
Why you leaving, we are shining
I'm an actor tryna start
Starring on my Insta, we got a flex for the gram
Scoopin' up a couple grams like a pill ascent
Sandman working heavy, fell asleep at the wheel (Wheel)
Car starts spinning, I can't tell if it's real (Real)
Crashing through the building, the world's a haze of brick
Taste of copper on my lips
Sirens wail in the distance as my blur starts to vision
I see nothing
I'm just nodding off to sleep slow
Waiting for those beats as I soften, it's often
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
I see warm summer nights just playing on the street
Little footie with the boys and a couple scraped knees
Escape from the doorstep, rapid with the quick step
Rappin' on the yard, "8 Mile", but it's ten of us
Connection's kinda tenuous but f*ck it
Beats class, talking 'bout some ducats
And shy when we lockin' lockers
Beside the girls that we liked with our hands in our pockets
All nervous, I see nothing, just the dark
I see stars manifest in the abyss
I see times I persist and regret
I see the ragged slits upon my wrist
I see matted hair of goddesses
I see gods looking down upon us, sis
I see nothing, just the dark
I see the end all the way from the start, watch
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Acting like we sober with the pigs on the back of us
Swervin' through suburbia, you're pleading: "Knock it. Yes!"
Only urban to you culchies
I'm the culture, you f*ckin' boss, your girl's eyes rollin' B
Swear she ain't rode me, on the road near the forest
But she forage for these nuts, just for nothin', now I'm busted
Bust it in your momma's house, smack the taste out your mouth
Take the biscuits and dip 'em, then dip 'em in the tea that I'm spillin'
Room spinnin' from the ex in my system
Pure swing for a bop with my jaw swinging vicious
My girl crying on the phone, no I she swear she a victim
'Cause her friend got evicted, purple hickeys on my skin
I was bruised like a peach, the soft click of the keys when I tweet
Black men don't cheat, sheesh
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
I'm drowning in these sheets, purple linens 'round my neck
Kinda difficult to breathe, yeah, I'm gasping for some air
Why the f*ck would I leave?
Always surface low when, when she tells me to leave
I am grafting and grafting
I'm gonna leave this for the arc
Why you leaving, we are shining
I'm an actor tryna start
Starring on my Insta, we got a flex for the gram
Scoopin' up a couple grams like a pill ascent
Sandman working heavy, fell asleep at the wheel (Wheel)
Car starts spinning, I can't tell if it's real (Real)
Crashing through the building, the world's a haze of brick
Taste of copper on my lips
Sirens wail in the distance as my blur starts to vision
I see nothing
I'm just nodding off to sleep slow
Waiting for those beats as I soften, it's often
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
I see warm summer nights just playing on the street
Little footie with the boys and a couple scraped knees
Escape from the doorstep, rapid with the quick step
Rappin' on the yard, "8 Mile", but it's ten of us
Connection's kinda tenuous but f*ck it
Beats class, talking 'bout some ducats
And shy when we lockin' lockers
Beside the girls that we liked with our hands in our pockets
All nervous, I see nothing, just the dark
I see stars manifest in the abyss
I see times I persist and regret
I see the ragged slits upon my wrist
I see matted hair of goddesses
I see gods looking down upon us, sis
I see nothing, just the dark
I see the end all the way from the start, watch
When it rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Don't be alone if you roam
The longest way 'round is the shortest way home
It rains, it pours, such a pity
Where you from in Dublin City?
Writer: Matthew O'Boyle, Adam Shanahan
Copyright: Lyrics © SENTRIC MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © SENTRIC MUSIC