Babys Blood - Everybody Looks Like A Fucking Idiot FLAC album

New day, new money to be made There is nothing to explain I’m a fuckin black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal Rockin John Lennon lenses like to see ‘em spread eagle Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table Screamin' "everybody's famous" Like clockwork, I blow it all And get some more Get you somebody. Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo Black man, yellow Lamb', real life goals They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door There’s so much money.

The sessions for the album began before the recording of Bowie's Low (1977); thus, The Idiot has been called the unofficial beginning of Bowie's Berlin period.

The big eared bandit is tossin' all his manners In a bag and wrappin' them in Saran wrap bandages Tossin' 'em in baskets with the rest of those sandwiches So when he says, "Catch up, nigga," it looks like an accident Um, flowing like my pad is the maxiest My bitch white and black like she's been