Dissent 'n' Gin

The first time’s the best time And that’s why it’s free The night time's the right time Get on top of me The last time is never the last time Admit it, you’re sprung Faceless and wasted, but you’re number one Tasteless measures, baseless pleasures We be Racing time, but chasing leather For the Killer vibe, the storms we weather Getting Lazy faced on drinks we never finish Finish the rhyme, the rhythm divine I’m thinking Useless lines, and shameful lies You giving Me the green, go head and drive Fat bodied verses, and ties that bind Music is whirring, the drinks we are stirring Let me take you for a spin Temperatures rising Our bodies comprised of the scent of dissent and gin Live for the pleasure, and nothing could measure the need that I feel inside Swirl of the fabric The lights flashing magic Oh you are the greatest ride