Lyrics Paint on your pillowcase Tech N9Ne

Paint on your pillowcase

Lay down on the motherfucker bed, like I said,
I’m a different kind of nigger like a swear, body rare.
From banging a thing imma take on your shit,
Naughty legs, I think you’re chill ‘cause you’re flicking with my head.
Leave you dead and lick it, imma kill it, but it’s getting up my shit,
You might think I’m a driller, and imma wet her like a steady.
A proper check up speedy like a naughty hit the crib,
A lot to pick up, ready, you gotta be ready for the Yetti.
To eat my kind of meat, find my defeat, will climb the beast, is my time to feed.
This time I’ll slime the sheets, I’m trying to design prome, that’s why I’m the beast.
She wine the least, rewind the beat, ‘cause T9, he drown the freaks.
Put your motherfucker feet lying to sleep, cannibalistic with them open, she don’t mind the teeth.
You ain’t got to be here, give me the handy lemons and let the matter begin,
You reminded me when you stated your time of the win,
I was painted up, so you came whenever I don’t want to be seen.
To the morning light, it was on the night, didn’t matter dick came in, so fucking wrong
Your clones are might, be surprised with the pile,
But I’m leaving paint on the pillow, meaning I was inside.

I ain’t finished with your thing,
I ain’t here to kill your head
We can drain until we kill your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase.
Paint on your pillowcase, paint on your pillowcase
We can drain ‘till you can’t feel your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase.

I’m smoking a lot, I failed a nigger when I told her where she was by my motherfucker face pine
‘cause bitch, it don’t matter what you think,
When it drain, it will be your time and you’ll say ice hank.
A little bit and a little more, is a little more liquor to get the whore
Fuck you because I do it with the leather floor,
Later you will feel real stupid like a play prank.
‘cause I know about the hold that was in her,
Know she a sinner, oh, no beginner.
Hold her ass low and go for the dinner,
Tell that hoe no, ‘cause my heart cold like winter.
Yes, so, ‘cause she’s a freak, it ain’t me,
Walking on the streets just getting me.
One in four creeps just get me, so I told her corner for, eating my dick is a privilege.
Take her down, take her, take her, take her down,
But if I take her down, then a nigger will never get the crown.
But if I get your picture will I own her lick her down
Then a lick her down will never be a nigger down.
And her beating the sack is right, so the next time she’ll be in the time and place.
Some that she can’t escape, but I can, even with a trace.

I ain’t finished with your thing,
I ain’t here to kill your head
We can drain until we kill your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase.
Paint on your pillowcase, paint on your pillowcase
We can drain ‘till you can’t feel your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase.

The sin that brought us all here,
The one we love the most, but yet is the one we all fear.
So time’s sadistic, it gets mystic and the trends are twisted,
Bodies in exquisite positions, that’s so illicit.
Illegal to the exhibits, solicit, yet we exist,
In a thrill and all sorts of feeling we get, that’s so implicit.
Why people risking their life, depinction husband and wife
To get closer to the true wise that brings us eternal life.
The paint left on your pillow is the same from off the face,
The one you see in your dreams when you’re taking below the waist.
The devil was giving horns, but the nature from which was born
Every person that’s ever lived so get praise to the god of porn.