Index Direct Lyrics – Banquer
Singer: Banquer
Title: Index Direct
Tragedy strikes, misery run rampant, wonduh who to blame
Me, you, the other dude or destiny, idkwtb
Was it the pointuh? Was the smelluh in fact the dealuh, idkwtb
Agatha Christie murduh mystery, mind games n trickery, idkwtb
The criminology majuh feel the need to weigh in on who to blay who to blay who to blame
Take love for a good murder mystery
Add wanting to know whodunnit so bad y’get quivery
Throw in feelins of bein holier than thou n duh restuh ya’ww
Spice wit dashes o dopamine from bein right, now
Holy cows n space goats nonsensical species elope
Invoke to еvoke widda thought provoke envеlope
Redact what iunno so y’think I know it all
Needja feelin small, already made calls to getcha to take the fall
Cut to the soap drop, ye balls between yo tummy n the wall
Pope prophecy to pioneer oncology, walkin treatment at the mall
Rope the dogma by tryin not to be ranthoneous
Sanctimonious high horsuh connives like polonius
Ain’t worthy the title o villainy y’just tedious
Doin harm tget in on the action, money prolly means no patience
Imagine buyin a grammuh green for a c note, and it’s just bottom shelf fragrance
Tragedy strikes, misery run rampant, wonduh who to blame
Me, you, the other dude or destiny, idkwtb
Was it the pointuh? Was the smelluh in fact the dealuh, idkwtb
Agatha Christie murduh mystery, mind games n trickery, idkwtb
The criminology majuh feel the need to weigh in on who to blay who to blay who to blame
Ain’t the oduh dat hitcha like ye face met the pavement
But you’d be glad t’have anythin cuzzit cure ailment
Iont git sauccy, used to wanna smokem back to back wit Snoopy
If you from when I hail, shoofnee, I stay spooky n burn like ootie
F’you spit hate I run pastcha weak loogie, frame perfect up b Luigi
Enemies at they knees, cap’n Luffy Haki, drop to the energy ya 7aji
Capture life in a bottle, watch as it woddle whilah puff this cigar
These rolled stars unlocka cosmos’ secrets like genie jafaar
Yall trippin ovuh trap, sickiduh takrar so out the backpack I boom bap
Do ye need it to cap, take a crap, give a or get a slap
K town gangstrap era sit burn tree sap git lit, check these Venus fly trap attacks
Crack facts like email broke fax, I used tuh dab wax while you fondled sacks like tic tacs
Tragedy strikes, misery run rampant, wonduh who to blame
Me, you, the other dude or destiny, idkwtb
Was it the pointuh? Was the smelluh in fact the dealuh, idkwtb
Agatha Christie murduh mystery, mind games n trickery, idkwtb
The criminology majuh feel the need to weigh in on who to blay who to blay who to blame
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