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Emotions (feat. Kidd Khemist) Video (MV)




Performed By: Thumper
Length: 3:55
Written by: Carlos Rodriguez




Thumper - Emotions (feat. Kidd Khemist) Lyrics




I packed emotions in a verbal sentence
Older bones than last time mentioned
Writing tones from tiny living
Fifth grade selling pills I wasn't raised a menace
I got cavities from talking sweet I need to see the dentist
They told me open up I closed up I'm hard headed
Cuchillos Machetes I want the blood to run heavy
Worked on the field for Nuemiller and Mcginnis
Quick to split a melon
Wake up to nopalas get ready
Heavy drinking heavy work days used to be part of living
I got a dream of making music story telling
Let my soul rest as a Villain
Or a Lover
The conclusion isn't physics
Chasing love until my name is on a grave or closer to diminished
When I close my eyes I see the sign that love is all forgiving
I pray to god a piece of mine to be for every living
Im not the only one to ask for love after my sinning
Te tell me what you feeling
Yuh yuh

Butterflies, is that what I feel in my stomach
(I said is that what I feel in my Stomach)
(Yuh)
Me O my, paradise is coming, coming
Realized O I realized my only fear is loving
(All that I need is your loving)
To end my life
(Uhh uhh)
My life is sweet nothings

Is it wrong for me to think
The big problems nothing I should go and see a shrink
My problems have been blown out of proportion
I don't know my dads but I know more then twenty orphans
I could kill myself my mother could have had abortion
Feel like I've been hopping over fences running circles in these obstacle courses
Tryna get my dick wet like what is the purpose
Living like a porpoise
I just want to get famous and get murdered for extortion
Money
It's funny how little I'm feeling myself
I mean I feel a lot for Carlos but Thumpers no help
I want to get drunk on the weekend and move my belt
Yeah my lover on my side and I don't need no one else
And it feels good to be felt
(Yuh yuh)
Is it wrong for me to say
I hate it when I want you
Am I one the one to blame
If I let it haunt you
(Yuh yuh)
And I know I never say
When I want it bad
But I want you
And I wish that I could take back
The days that I lost you

Butterflies, is that what I feel in my stomach
(I said is that what I feel in my Stomach)
Me O my, paradise is coming, coming
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I packed emotions in a verbal sentence
Older bones than last time mentioned
Writing tones from tiny living
Fifth grade selling pills I wasn't raised a menace
I got cavities from talking sweet I need to see the dentist
They told me open up I closed up I'm hard headed
Cuchillos Machetes I want the blood to run heavy
Worked on the field for Nuemiller and Mcginnis
Quick to split a melon
Wake up to nopalas get ready
Heavy drinking heavy work days used to be part of living
I got a dream of making music story telling
Let my soul rest as a Villain
Or a Lover
The conclusion isn't physics
Chasing love until my name is on a grave or closer to diminished
When I close my eyes I see the sign that love is all forgiving
I pray to god a piece of mine to be for every living
Im not the only one to ask for love after my sinning
Te tell me what you feeling
Yuh yuh

Butterflies, is that what I feel in my stomach
(I said is that what I feel in my Stomach)
(Yuh)
Me O my, paradise is coming, coming
Realized O I realized my only fear is loving
(All that I need is your loving)
To end my life
(Uhh uhh)
My life is sweet nothings

Is it wrong for me to think
The big problems nothing I should go and see a shrink
My problems have been blown out of proportion
I don't know my dads but I know more then twenty orphans
I could kill myself my mother could have had abortion
Feel like I've been hopping over fences running circles in these obstacle courses
Tryna get my dick wet like what is the purpose
Living like a porpoise
I just want to get famous and get murdered for extortion
Money
It's funny how little I'm feeling myself
I mean I feel a lot for Carlos but Thumpers no help
I want to get drunk on the weekend and move my belt
Yeah my lover on my side and I don't need no one else
And it feels good to be felt
(Yuh yuh)
Is it wrong for me to say
I hate it when I want you
Am I one the one to blame
If I let it haunt you
(Yuh yuh)
And I know I never say
When I want it bad
But I want you
And I wish that I could take back
The days that I lost you

Butterflies, is that what I feel in my stomach
(I said is that what I feel in my Stomach)
Me O my, paradise is coming, coming
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Writer: Carlos Rodriguez
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