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Backstory:

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Song written while I was in psychosis . No songwriting certificate was not yet earn. Knew nothing about songwriting course or one I could afford.                     

Lyrics:

                                                  
Rap

You want taste it
Join the crowd
There so many
I'm the closet to sin
Pull a chair up
Atmosphere have so 
Shut up
You won't miss it
How your girl flow
When I pop my whip
In my sinous show

Verse
I got what it taste to for fill appetite
No one one has to know but us tonight
In my personal garden of Eden
I know you want to bit
Long as the speed meters broken I'm reading
Get the temperature 136 Fahrenheit
A bedroom worth wild than skiing Sweden
When I pop that wrip I'm the master
Watch me cause I'm pretend to be the leader
When we switch the rolls before you go

Chorus
 It's gonna be
Applicious
Applicious 
Applicious
Taste so good you spell delicious
Backward
Go back and forth in our circus
It's gonna be 
Applicious applicious applicious
When you taste my fruit nothing esle compare
The spell you under gone
I will have you under my trans in midnight lubbly
It's gonna be applicious applicious applicious


Verse
It's so hot like Babylon
A personal over heated Amazon
Nothing behind the red curtains wrong
Long as I can get you raw
Put on your seat belt hold on
The sign outside the door reads illicit
Please do disturb
I'm criminal out law from Texas
I hope after tonight you get the message
It's gonna be

Repeat Chorus

Suck it now
I'm applicious
I I I applicious
Nothing is fictitious when it comes to love contentious
It's all could be superstition
But tonight it's gonna be


Repeat Chorus