The Star Room (Freestyle) – Perry Maysun Lyrics
Dog walking a crescent moon in a brackish pond
Reflection scarier than invisible inner monologue
Afraid to grow, 'cause what if I'm not the person I wanted
Fucking eat myself when shit goes swell I become a cannibal
Eyeballs with fries on the side, blood my preferred sauce
Curmudgeon over beats 'till I buy my bitch all the Bergdof's
In Japan doing an advertisement for Smirnoffs
Make my leg bionic and run again, fuckin' surgical (Oh!)
Don't hurt 'em though, spin in circles with vertigo
I am not what you seen before
God rap through mе, sermon flow
Got a heart you can't purchase thosе
Number four how we vertical
Pussy shank you and let you know
BYOBF or death, hoe (Yeah, uh, yeah)
My brains all crispy fried (Oh fuck!)
My bad if I don't fit the vibe
Niggas just got off of tour
Come here and get your titties signed
Essential oil shorty mix elixir like a fairy-tale
A man at Ashby station gave me shrooms and said they're very rare
And everywhere I go I feel the same
I wanna pop a hundred things and get these demons out my brain
I need it spotless isopropyl alcohol
Druggie bumming pothead
I ain't been clean in such a long time
Take another look maybe you'll see what's on my mind
Take another look maybe you'll see what's on my mind
First glances and second chances
Porcelain animals in the crib
Got an elephant and a wiener dog
When I shut the lights off I wonder if they get it on
I need to move away for peace feral beasts with thin walls
Pen to canvas doodle sold at shows to pay for rent and eats
Trapped in a smog scraping for clarity for several weeks
Need narcolepsy sleep to find my energy replenishing
Me is barely entity it's ghosts of pain conceptually
Bread and butter wrapped in plastic waiting by the deli meats
For someone with a buck and 50 cents that don't got shit to eat
That's me after casino when I try to change my life with schemes
Pussy in popular demand
Opinions dropping and expansion
Got me mobbing with the family
I can't stop it wasn't planned
I got some fans and put my hands up
Screaming to the mic my fears
Linkin log drumset
Seven year old little junkie
Needed stimulation so I gained it from the drugs
It's nothing like a rush from the fuckery in my lungs bitch
Everybody act like they the gangster
Stuff a hundred blunts no hesitation
It's a habit
Everybody loves their medication
Too much of it making me go crazy
It's a habit
Parking lot pimping and whipping through the city wit'cha
Living figure anything you ever could imagine
Coping with cordyceps, heart is short of a lot of rest
Talked to pops so long ago who knows if he's alive or dead
Alive or dead I'm still gon' be the catalyst
Zionkat is in the other room so fuck the alchemist
You petty pussy palatable fucks can't even ponder this
Enough's enough I listened to y'all raps and grew somnolent
How many labels gon' pass on me now
'Till I slide to they office and knock they teeth out
If you're not hearing us then you must be senile
Doing button hook cuts through the mud for infinity miles
No easy listening it's stanzas and some pictures discs
This candelabra written rip your cranium to stitches
His eccentric mess the death of him
Enough with all that victim shit
You lucky as some pigeon shit
Landed on incisions freshly healing from a surgery
Infected sepsis surging through them veins
You turn to nothingness
Fuck
Ahhhh
You're so nasty, do you hate yourself?
The way you talk about your past, is it what fakes to help?
You ask me questions like this, maybe they could break the spell I'm under
I'm patient yet redundant
The sides to me come hand in hand
My plan is surely coming together
And as you know me to be, I will never be again
'Cause once you show me your teeth I can't stand to be your friend
I'm in attack mode, I took a trip from Cali, I don't think I'm going back home
The love inside this spliff bring me to tears, it's been my backbone
Isn't that so pathetic?
Thought my life was copacetic?
Most things I done, I regret it, and defend it
Break my back for you and snap in two
And hope you're empathetic but you never is
It's evident this love I give is barely embedded in ya
(Ahhhhhhh! It's barely embedded in ya)
The Star Room (Freestyle) — Perry Maysun; compositores: Perry Maysun, Marika Sage; lançamento: 15 de julho de 2026.