Deca - Pretty Things lyrics

[Hook: King Foe (Deca)] Well Ok (Well Ok) Well all right (Well all right) I throw it all away for just a little party tonight And I know How it goes When you see Me with hoes I'm just another stereotype But that's life [Hook: Deca (King Foe)] Well Ok (Well Ok) Well all right (Well all right) I throw it all away for momentary solace tonight And I know How it goes I get high You get low I slip up and spiral out of control But that's life [Verse 1: King Foe] Looking for profits Or peddling petty peels So pretty girls peek and possibly Letting me cop a feel No deal, no cash Just a bowl and some hash But you can't hit it Because this sh**'s got to last I told you I was broke So smoking weak If she's two-legged and her p**y's pink "You wanna party?" (party?) Is the first thing that I speak (haha) The homie's up the block He's hanging out with Molly And will probably just hook us up On GP gossiping It doesn't hurt to ask Snort lines from your a** A little round the rosey My version of a blast Sports cast Just a dollar that we rolled up I need that back That little hood rat will show us The moment We floating You ask if We going I'm tending You go home You just ain't The right one Sorry (sorry) That I had to break it But I figured you could probably take it (uhuh) [Hook: King Foe (Deca)] Well Ok (Well Ok) Well all right (Well all right) I throw it all away for just a little party tonight And I know How it goes When you see Me with hoes I'm just another stereotype But that's life [Hook: Deca (King Foe)] Well Ok (Well Ok) Well all right (Well all right) I throw it all away for momentary solace tonight And I know How it goes I get high You get low I slip up and spiral out of control But that's life [Verse 2: Deca] Mack the knife Fresh to d**h's Scythe In my next life I'll shake nightmares from my mind like head lice Dream pretty things Stuff pillows with angel feathers The heavens will rejoice We'll sing in the rain forever Just you and I, cutie-pie Never leave my side Together beneath the sky Where collective demons hide Every man's a galaxy Every woman's Mother Earth I'm her favorite meditative, native, made of blood and dirt A fiend's slow suicide A beautiful dream Another world of terrifying and beautiful things Foolish pride New births Re-awakenings Aborted brain children's screams Day to day routines While I write My love's laying on the couch sleeping Communicates her deepest sentiments without speaking Tell me everything will fall into place Tell me that the human race hasn't fallen from grace [Hook: King Foe (Deca)] Well Ok (Well Ok) Well all right (Well all right) I throw it all away for just a little party tonight And I know How it goes When you see Me with hoes I'm just another stereotype But that's life [Hook: Deca (King Foe)] Well Ok (Well Ok) Well all right (Well all right) I throw it all away for momentary solace tonight And I know How it goes I get high You get low I slip up and spiral out of control But that's life