B. Young
Nucci Never Noops
Noops Never Nucci
Nucci Noops Never
Noops Nucci Never
Woah
Never
Sometimes life strikes you in a weird way
You’re just born and get your light taken away
So I wonder, what’s the bigger purpose?
What’s the bigger purpose?
How’d it happen? Blood floating around your brain
Walking cross-eyed, can’t imagine the pain
Six years old and you slip and slide into a coffin
This one of those days I lose my spirit, the one that makes me wanna start dying
The news dropped, I’m still in shock, got no words left, no big talk
R.I.P’s and higher places seem so dull since Internet blogs
Wanna mark your name in stone but let’s be real, in a couple weeks we’ll be erasing the chalk
Didn’t know you for long, but I’ll miss your complaints and barks
Happy children dying, while the gruesome elders strive to higher places
Had only met you that one weekend, but was expecting our nearest meeting
Now you’re gone and my own calling seems to run shorter
This one of those days I lose my spirit, the one that makes me wanna start dying
Little angel gone too soon
Precious flower gone too soon
Little angel, come back
Precious flower, bloom back
Little angel gone too soon
Precious flower gone too soon
Little angel, come back
Precious flower, bloom back
And I saw your sisters crying
And your mother crying, and your father crying
Didn’t even have the time to witness their climbing
They done moved on to another climate (damn)
And who am I to judge? So Imma ask you
Do you believe you could fool yourself? Fake yourself?
Like some chick fucking a dude to get over a dude?
Or a dude fucking around to get over a chick he then called prude?
I’d love to have delivered you some better news
But ya know us humans and our goddamn rules
The more privileged, the less we seem to care
About love, friendships, we barely there in farewells
Now I fear for my own spirit in a bottle
Will I just be replaced like some vulgar soldier in a battle?
Remembered as a Yoko Ono, destroyer of a Beatle?
I don’t understand, how they gon’ treat you like a beast though
This one of those days (Nucci Never Noops)
That I lose my spirit, the one (Never Nucci Noops)
That makes me wanna start dying (Never Nucci Noops Never Noops Nucci)
Little angel gone too soon
Precious flower gone too soon
Little angel, come back
Precious flower, bloom back
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