A Blues for Nina Say baby, can I be your slave? I’ve got to admit girl, your the shit girl
A Blues for Nina Say baby, can I be your slave? I’ve got to admit girl, your the shit girl And I am digging you like a grave Now do they call you daughter to the Spinning Pulsar Or maybe Queen of 10,000 Moons, Sister to the distant yet Rising star Is your name Yemaya? Oh hell nah, it’s got to be Oshun Ooh is that a smile me put on your face child? Wide as a field of jasmine and clover Talk that talk honey, walk that walk money High on legs that’ll spite Jehovah Shit, who am I It’s not important But they call me brother to the night And right now I am the blues in your left thigh Trying to become the funk in your right Who am I? ’ll be whoever you say But right now I’m the sight raped hunter Blindly pursuing you as my prey And I just want to give you injections of Sublime erections and get you to dance to my rhythm Make you dream archtypes Of black angels in flight Upon wings of distorted, contorted metaphoric jizm Come on slim, fuck your man, I ain’t worried about him It’s you who I want to step to my scene Cause rather than deal with the fallacy Of this dry ass reality I’d rather dance and romance your sweet ass in a wet dream Who am I, well they all call me Brother to the night and right now I am The blues in your left thigh, trying to be the funk in your right Is that alright? #blacklove #KIQ -- source link
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