She's Always Right

[abstract rude]

Baby don't cry, dry your eye

This is my house, you get out, why am i outside

As the door closes

Baby i don't want to turn this into a war of the roses

Rock bottom to the lowest, i'm feeling hopeless

I hope you know this, my prayers dare us to stay focused

She don't know what broke is

I grew up in a rough ass part of l.a. where noone wants to live

Give us another chance to advance

Sorry abby but i got to find another man

Damn, can a scorpio get stung

Maybe i was young and dumb and full of cum

And hell has sprung, no never that

Life is too short and you don't get it back

Roger that, she hanging up, i'm calling back

Later on we'll be making up in the sack

She's always right, we fuss and break up

We argue, fight and fuck to make up

Something seems wrong, but she don't say what

And even if she strikes me first i can't touch

You got to love it, though we never get to the bottom of it

It's like dealing with an alcoholic

When we're drunk off love, we just can't call it

And when we smoked off bud, then we'd both frolic

She's always right, we fuss and break up

We argue, fight and fuck to make up

[moka only]

I haven't fallen in love in a long time

To busy balling and calling the wrong line

Who was he fooling by doing that everytime

The joke's on you when moke's on you, recline

I'm so much into me i can't be refined

When you touch me, it really don't blow my mind

If you call me, i ignore it half the time

If i offer you, forget it, it's asinine

I worry about it going to something that ain't be mine

Love is picture perfect but now ain't the time

You blame it on the mammal or you blame it on the sign

And the thing at the end of my tail that prevails

The sting is just a part of my male genital

And it fails to really keep the wind from my scales

Even a perfect ten will end and get steel

I'm the mystery with bad history up for sale

Her misery, no more kissing me, fuck the deal

I feel bad, but bitch's suck for real

Are you serious, nah, i guess i'm just stuck with you

Till i fall off my high horse with a bus to kill

[abstract rude]

She's always right, we fuss and break up

We argue, fight and fuck to make up

Something seems wrong, but she don't say what

And even if she strikes me first i can't touch

You got to love it, though we never get to the bottom of it

It's like dealing with an alcoholic

When we're drunk off love, we just can't call it

And when we smoked off bud, then we'd both frolic

She's always right, we fuss and break up

We argue, fight and fuck to make up

[prevail]

The hardest part of this isn't the arguments

In front of the apartment with the entire neighborhood as the audience

Ignorance makes us both look like idiots

And i can't live with it, so lets figure it out

Before i'm back digging it out tomorrow night

Because ain't no sunlight when we fight

With those thin little rays between love and spite

Advantage, when you take it of me and say you love me

It's slanted, i think you got some problems with honesty

That hoams a little shining beacon of monogomy

If you cheat we both feel the heat

In love, there is no surrender so i run for retreat

[abstract rude]

She's always right, we fuss and break up

We argue, fight and fuck to make up

Something seems wrong, but she don't say what

And even if she strikes me first i can't touch

You got to love it, though we never get to the bottom of it

It's like dealing with an alcoholic

When we're drunk off love, we just can't call it

And when we smoked off bud, then we'd both frolic

She's always right, we fuss and break up

We argue, fight and fuck to make up