[Verse 1 Bar] Liquid titanium blood run through these veins A brain grantin A brain Feline fettuccine feel the salted name in vain Insane in the temple pray Im saved by the pain Money aint no thang he just do what he wants Face mask stored in a glove compartment box Valentino socks, Talisker on the rocks Dorsia reservations at 7 oclock Im in bed again no sleep for days end Waiting for a call I can ignore and get the upper hand Reading instead, nude with sneakers on stems Look I know what I need but Im fucked in the head In bead again cant sleep without comin Awake for weeks sweat thoughts still runnin Gunnin me right but eyes filled with nothin Thats why I dont catch feelins I catch trains and busses Thats why I dont catch feelins I catch trains and busses Honey mustard drizzle spike touch off the custard All my drinks spiked when the party aint busted Rusted off the kush feelin like I tripped God Hands in ya back pocket like I run the dip squad
feelins, catch, talisker, dorsia, grantin