In Her Elizabeth (featuring Daniel " Gravy" Thomas)
Where are the Romantics? To feed me my pill,
this is not your kill Bling Bling Vandal and this suffocating stage will soon conversion table when She eats what she comes to eat!
Jewels in the moth of my speech quieting my loud fashion during Passion Week to find Supa Sista's Mingling chopsticks into 2 by 4 homes inventing a foundation of vegetarian tongues
Survival beyond man's bones Survival beyond man's bones piercing cheeks with microphones showing devotion towards her profession
Gasping for any Hindu in the Ghetto to bless her Gasping cause its men's night in her Elizabeth
where Purple Passages land as aprons on my earth as the wolf whistles and invitations lead me to the
Brown not all the way Brown Belladonna's in Pagan Ringlets and Baptist singers who wear concert t-shirts that read - KISS
Who bring me the Exotic River Who bring me wings of the female Vikings never discovered Who bring me a driver who takes my range outside the Star of David to avoid potential bombing
Cause my Karma's luxury suite can catch on fire and when it does Supa Sista's hum and their cocoa breathes Meditate into Monk's cloth protection, as my day's work escapes with no burns
here Sista's don't dream of becoming actresses in republics where lover's can't touch Or share colors Here Sista's don't need to convince ultra hippies to buy hallucinations from someone their color
It's Men's night in her Elizabeth and in this Great Dane Observatory sisterhood is the marquee air commodores above celestial hierarchy
So before the Romantics arrive to feed me my pill
please allow my callboy to bring on my leading man and escape into the crawl space of her Elizabeth