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Honey, Please

by Floralis

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Honey, Please 02:55
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Honey please, won’t you love me for my better half when half of me is uglier? Honey please, can you see right through my heresy and help me when I’m slipping up, Honey please, never tell ‘em what I am, ‘cause the truth will make them run from me, It’s true Honey, what you want when you talk about sex? I’ve been looking in the mirror, going grey and unkept, But lest, I try to put to work in, man my age ain’t gon flatter me, Just got chatter for your hang ups when I’m looking like agony, Man the whites talking about how I’m looking like Shymylan, I can rise up to their standards if I start putting powder on, I fear my brown complexion makes me ugly to them, And I still pray for their attention, it’s not easy, Ooo, honey why is porcelain looking better than mahogany? Why’s it easier to love me when I’m riding on my Scottish genes? Take that back, I’m exotic as lush, I said the wanking foreigner is still erotic as fuck, But wash your hands after you touch me ‘cause I’m filthy at the core, And when I’m moving to your neighbourhood, just close and lock the door, uh OK, OK, I get it, we’re just products of environments, I’m silenced in your media, I’m heading for retirement, I’m tired of every Raj feelin ugly as shit, And if Sandeep is in the gym you’re sanitising her seat, But Nahasapimapetalon’s the mask in which I settle on, Performing like a monkey ’til I blast the mic with metal songs, Degradation’s just the coloured experience, So when your mother cooks you dinner, you just say you’re not feeling it, Cover up the smell of spices with your factor 50 sunscreen, When the sun is on your skin, close the door, become a shut in, Browner than the Carib soil when the British attacked, And made our predecessors start to bleed bruise and collapse, I’m browner than my grandfather’s 50s pork pie hat That your father likes to wear in his ska punk act So if I’m ugly for my history, get rid of your foundation, ‘Cause I’d rather be ugly than a pseudo caucasian Honey please, won’t you love me for my better half when half of me is uglier? Honey please, can you see right through my heresy and help me when I’m slipping up, Honey please, never tell ‘em what I am, ‘cause the truth will make them run from me, It’s true
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Honey, Please [Radio Edit] 02:55
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Honey please, won’t you love me for my better half when half of me is uglier? Honey please, can you see right through my heresy and help me when I’m slipping up, Honey please, never tell ‘em what I am, ‘cause the truth will make them run from me, It’s true Honey, what you want when you talk about sex? I’ve been looking in the mirror, going grey and unkept, But lest, I try to put to work in, man my age ain’t gon flatter me, Just got chatter for your hang ups when I’m looking like agony, Man the whites talking about how I’m looking like Shymylan, I can rise up to their standards if I start putting powder on, I fear my brown complexion makes me ugly to them, And I still pray for their attention, it’s not easy, Ooo, honey why is porcelain looking better than mahogany? Why’s it easier to love me when I’m riding on my Scottish genes? Take that back, I’m exotic as lush, I said the wanking foreigner is still erotic as fuck, But wash your hands after you touch me ‘cause I’m filthy at the core, And when I’m moving to your neighbourhood, just close and lock the door, uh OK, OK, I get it, we’re just products of environments, I’m silenced in your media, I’m heading for retirement, I’m tired of every Raj feelin ugly as shit, And if Sandeep is in the gym you’re sanitising her seat, But Nahasapimapetalon’s the mask in which I settle on, Performing like a monkey ’til I blast the mic with metal songs, Degradation’s just the coloured experience, So when your mother cooks you dinner, you just say you’re not feeling it, Cover up the smell of spices with your factor 50 sunscreen, When the sun is on your skin, close the door, become a shut in, Browner than the Carib soil when the British attacked, And made our predecessors start to bleed bruise and collapse, I’m browner than my grandfather’s 50s pork pie hat That your father likes to wear in his ska punk act So if I’m ugly for my history, get rid of your foundation, ‘Cause I’d rather be ugly than a pseudo caucasian Honey please, won’t you love me for my better half when half of me is uglier? Honey please, can you see right through my heresy and help me when I’m slipping up, Honey please, never tell ‘em what I am, ‘cause the truth will make them run from me, It’s true

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released August 16, 2020

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