Letra de BAD FRUIT* - Jean Dawson

(Feat. Jean Dawson, Earl Sweatshirt)

I'm just a little volcano in the nighttime

I can see the world burn under my fingertips

I'm just an apple, I'll fall when I turn ripe

Hit the floor hard, I was never picked

I'm just a little tornado in the sunshine

Click your heels, run on golden bricks

I'm just a little moon runnin' from the sunrise

Make the waves crash, hide behind my only friend

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

I read every sign, on some real shit

But I still trip, over every line

On some real shit, it took a long time for me just to feel this (Oh)

Workin' overtime, fakin' like we're fine

Showing diligence

Actin' like you hard, but you still a bitch (Still a bitch)

Messin' with my mind, what the pills did (Fire)

Niggas press my line, hit the kill-switch (Yeah)

Niggas dyin' in the summertime, but I never trip

It wasn't one of mine, I'm heaven sent

In my mother's eyes, everything I did (Oh)

Kinda undefined, real deal, real spill

Fallin' off the vine when I was a little kid

Livin' off of Vine and Sunset

Some said it wasn't my time

I ain't done yet

I'm a lil' volcano, give me space (Space)

With my hand out the window, ride the wave

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