Hologram Still Red

Tekst piosenki

Kill the dicks who use coronas to get closer to Sharonas
Tell ’em time for me to Cronus; „Sorry, thoughts with my cojones.”
– cause as of right now, her eye ain’t even notice
But I prolly get her flower when I’m flyin’ with the lotus
– Elise’ll say at least it’s A that’s pryin’ it as open
As the hatches droppin’ bombs over guys in Geonosis
Sci-fi-er than a clone is… silly I’ll cone ’em
For the girls missmelling real feelin’s by they noses
While I use a dozen thorns to paint my arm like the roses
That she doesn’t choose to sniff…
And a fishy type of chum is not what I’m imposin’
Fut bucket and bait weighted lines they exposin’
Just so you can wait in line with his 'ginas for the closure
– Now you’re cryin’ on some other girl who’s cryin’s shoulder;
And the fact you got with him is what I can’t acquire over
So… These are for you, they’re still red but lost their odor

[Hook: Slum Village]
Don’t sell… yourself… to fall in love
With the things they do…