Sencillo / Pista

Affection

Letras

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Music for films that don't exist now

In the mind's eye, drafting the cloud

Talented tenth, I hope my nigga writing manic shit

Apparently, ghost of James Van Der Zee

In the parlor flicking cameo classic pattern see

I witness leather with tweed in brown water

I'm up late couple stacks shorter, reluctant block offer

Slack soldier in sloppy quarters, never tucked the corner

Hair natty, trouser high water, in the business of expanding borders

Brick and mortar, falling forward, creeping out the back door

Brass flashing charges without a warrant

Attempts at sabotaging my consortium, planet black tar

We long way from the orient they hoarded in

Huffing hot air like accordion, brown stone Victorian

Same spot you last saw me in, this is not a gallery

All over me, Babylon just all over me

Babylon just all over me

Gun in hand, like it's a free country

Give 'em all something lovely, they damn near did the duggy

Silly putty, idle hands did a cruddy

It's two kids, baby coming, and it's getting ugly

Two Seans, young gods, freshly blooded

Grandma, your sister, and her husband

One roof, no heat, use the oven

Man, children hunched low ceiling

Gut punch, kneeling, pray to God they stop dealing

Ammo dump, brazen, cousins is open cases

Older daughter storm chasing, palm razor

Mom, it's a lot of haters

All over me, Babylon just all over me

Babylon just all over me