Innocence lyrics

Artist  : Orange 9mm 
Song : Innocence



 Send "Innocence" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Certain sides of temptation start to sprout,

wait I'm too clean for this leave me out

From those depths comes the part of me,

that's too fearless to back down

Time to incinerate hesitation

Flip my mode to devastation

Liquid moves, no contemplation

Pumped fascinations,

need no persuasions

Automatic internalizations

That's what I really stand for

You should know

If fate pulls a trick on me

You should know

Vaporizes foes till death of me

You cry slow

If my brain blows a fuse then, 

I'd go into hiding for my safety 

don't make me turn this thing on and go crazy

Dust off my crazy

This became the rainy day for which I saved all
my sick heat

I attack like a break-beat

To save myself from these silhouettes, 

That stand and shroud me on my right and left

Tension builds at this address

Don't contest my will to live 

that's a serious make me furious offense

Do your thing God Bless,

I transform out of nervous to the sickest cell
that I possess

It procreates like a threat

When shit is life or death my body screams 

monstrous to build obscene montras,

in the tongues of Gods and Mongers who used war


like a fucking sculptor sculpts shit and lies
it

Can a madman be an artist?

I lay you down to bed like your father as my
thoughts grow darker 



Wait I'm too clean for this leave me out

My thoughts grow darker 



What saves you from yourself?

I consumed by years of passivity turned activity
in split seconds

My newest weapon is my state of calm

Lowered alarms, I feel more peaceful adrenaline
has its charms

Wait I'm too clean for this leave me out

From these depths I'm relentless, fearless,
priceless, senseless, anxious

On the edge of this ledge I sit,

boundless I thank you that I found this

Force me to these grounds with threats and
motive,

now I'm focused approachless

I would have given a man my kingdom a year ago
just to feel this

My thoughts grow darker 



Who's that?

Neipom's code name is propane

Shake the game like loose change, giving to bums
for their true pain

From these two things, to my shoestrings I'm good
things

Like a shot of Hennerock on my hoop dreams

It ain't a new thing

I'm the sling slang kind

To make a fool dance make his deuce-deuce
sing

What ya'll chattin bout, 

in a flash I'm out

Poof Thanks

Nothing but smoke, hating but you, loving it
though

Squatting on top of the globe

Busting snot in your snow

Yeah Neipom

They should put my flow in jars, pop the top,
enjoy the God

And if I'm ice pull my toes apart for frozen
bars

That's the only way ya'll eat me, or dispose of
Porn



Our thoughts grow darker

Wait, we're too clean for this leave us out

Our thoughts grow darker