Letras
Tunguska Gusto, shiver me glucose
No existe esta que mento
Tunguska Gusto, shiver me glucose
No existe esta que mento
Just this verbal manifesto
And I'm gonna ask that you read between my lingo
So pull the capo, release your hydrates
Hold the clutch in to shift your mind state
I tongue kiss fate, made my own breaks
What else I got to say? Kids, I got bait
See, I made mistakes, yes, I stepped on rakes
I flipped that ish off 'til it hit me in the face
If you set your own pace, how can you be lazy?
If I'm Ricky, then, man, you're Leahy
I smite mine enemies with manifest destinies
"Happy Father's Day" is what y'all texting me
"Happy Father's Day" is what y'all crackers be texting me
Tunguska Gusto, shiver me glucose
No existe esta que mento
My spirit's just a fractal, actualized freely
As molecules march to the rhythm of being
Blessed with a soul, I compose feeling
Another milepost on this search for meaning
As we take a journey to the center of my mind
Hold your man's hand, don't get left behind
'Cause where we going, the sun don't even shine
As it runs parallel to space and time
Continuums of continuously vibrating strings
Eleven dimensions deep, just when I'm asleep
When awake, my mind races at paces so uncontrollable
Tunguska Gusto, shiver me glucose
No existe esta que mento