Slug Christ
The Fox and the Grapes
[Intro: Slug Christ]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Slug Christ]
Oh, she gorgeous, melt in me, I'm porous
She let me in the cut, all raw while we tore up
Can't ignore her, I'm leanin' on the border
Of goin' against that one old notion, we don't love 'em
But it's hard to think twos
I don't even love myself, how the fuck could I love you?
Damn, guess it's time to pay my dues
You say you love the Slug, who the fuck is you?
Got an addiction, denyin' girls conviction
But lately, I've been slippin', catchin' feelings when she dip in
I ain't kiddin', mixed up in the chest
Breakin' mutual vibes backwards Macbeth, uh
I attest to the poets of the West
With their maidens in their arms, in the beds undressed
Keep it flowin' in the ocean 'tween her legs
I'm fuckin' lost at see, I can't see me comin' back

[Chorus]
In lieu of lonely ones I know
I color lines for you
Don't pull it over your eyes
Oh, beautiful
[Interlude: Slug Christ]
Anyone who wasn't loved is making love the whole time
Anyone that nod
When two bodies meet, they're just a couple of foreign
Because they sittin' in here for hours in the days
They be gettin' the dance in one day, then finish in the next one
Such as a pleasure they experience, let me never finish (Father, Father)
No one ever means forever

[Verse 2: Father]
Your friends think I'm bad for your health
And I heard you got the house to yourself (Get the house to yourself)
But Tequila sittin' on those top shelves, turned around and said
"N***a, that's the help" (N***a, that's the help)
Foyer, shower, patio, kitchen
Everywhere but the bed room hittin'
So mitten still drippin', wrist work, water whippin'
Sweet kisses and the sounds of pleasure
Sweet kisses and the sounds of pleasure
Got that unpacked up, up against that dresser
Succeeded in all my endeavors
I found my treasure, X marks the spot
I done made it out the desert
The temperature just dropped, baby girl, up in my sweatshirt
I counted all the spots, I ain't know she was a lepper
Shorty cryin', don’t stop like she tryin' to set a record
Wonder if I should text her—
[Chorus]
In lieu of lonely ones I know
I color lines for you
Don’t pull it over your eyes
Oh, beautiful

[Outro: Slug Christ]
Yeah, I'm hidden
I don't know
It's not knowing how to want you
The Father was a good [?] shit that he want
So just give it to me
Yeah, slow