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09. 17 Year Old Blonde Girl & Bottle Of Acid ft Issue

Akira The Don feat. Issue

  • Uploaded on
    December 19, 2011
  • Recorded at
    Don Studios IV
  • Produced by
    Akira The Don
  • Mixed by
    Akira The Don
  • Mastered by
    Gaz Williams
  • Artwork by
    Akira The Don
  • Additional Personnel
    Guitars by James Harrison. Synths by Joey2tits

Lyrics

ISSUE:
Listen
roof gone top back
sip tea its black
v10 I'm gone
creatine it's strong
pushin horsepower
200 miles per hour
Zona in hand
300 thousand
air breezy y'all cheesy
I feel me Ferrari
Mopar mo cars
Got mo broads
I heard Mopar got more cars
noob saibot
got tea in pot
I'm am riding in a viper
Getting kind of flyer
Sipping on that tea
That, that black tea
Shouts out to UK
We getting all the cake
And all the money
And all the girls
I'm not even done
I'm not even done
I'm about to have some fun
I'm not even done
I'm not even done
I'm about to have some fun
soul body and mind is supreme
If I'm king she must be the queen
Her challenger is painted vanilla cream
She was a ignorant raging teen
But then she Drinked a bottle of lean
And smoked some weed
Good girl to a crack fein
no more creativity
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
AKIRA THE DON
twas the night before the night before
and all through the house
not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse
not even me
i could not move
i was on the receiving end of some medusa shit
some dimethyltryptamine producer shit
we tried to but no noise came out
she coudnt make a scream
i was pushing 21
and she was 17
i found in her in a nightclub
in a haze of cigarette smoke
on the wrong end of two days of drinking to forget folk
we were dancing to there is a light that never goes out
till the lights came on
till there was no where else to go and so i took her home
it was me and she and a bottle of liquid acid with a teat
a wrap of some white powder
and some whiskey
drank it neat
she said it tasted pretty sour
i said she tasted pretty sweet
i dropped it on her tongue
and then i swept her off her feet
the colours merged for hours
we plunged into the deep
until we were complete
then she started to weep
she said that she could see her mother
that her mother had died
she said that she could hear her mother
screaming that's why she cried
she sobbed and she wailed till her eyeholes were sore
writhing on the floor
the neighbours banging on the door
i took her outside in the moonlight
it looked as if the stars were falling
the grass became a lake of fire
i thought that this was karma calling
and if i died that moment i thought, well, i wouldnt mind
me beside the 17 yar old blonde girl whos till cried
i took her back inside
i rocked her in my arms
while I watched the walls all come alive with jewels and snakes and charms
and the carpet came alive
a swirling mass of liquid colour
the seventeen year old blonde girl still sobbing for her mother
we stayed there till the morning
till the light tore through the sheet
that i'd hung over the window
with nick cave still on repeat
he said god is in the house
god is in the house
god is in the house
it was clear winter morning
in east finchley
and the sky was white
she said she wished the she could come down
that she wished that it was still the night
and the ground still swam beneath us
and nick cave still sang the chorus
but if god was in that house
i feared he would deplore us
the table it was upside down
the fish tank full of fag butts
her dress was torn to ribbons
and her eyes as black ash trays
looked at mine in tearful wonder at the vastness of it all
behind her serpents coilend and copulated on the wall
i said
theres so much inside us baby
we dont understand
but I will be there for you baby
i will hold your hand
the sun high in the sky by now
and us still up there with it
she had ceased to cry and i was feeling quite exquisite
we frozen in that moment
neither waking or asleep
then her phone shook into life and snapped us out it it with a beep
she said she had to go
it was a message from her father
it was christmas eve and he was like, "where the fuck are you?"
i walked her to the door
and waving watched her go
17 year old blonde girl
disappeared into the snow
i put my big pun album on the record player
dropped the needle
and sat down
the carpet was still swimming
i remembered i was supposed to be going to see my mum
so i packed my bag
and stepped out into the snow
and made my way to the 6:20 train from aterloo station
my mum picked me up on the other end.
i smiled, as a light rain melted the windshield
I lay awake that night in a dark that was thick as tar, trying to breathe
the carpet was still swimming the next morning
as me and my mum and my brothers sat around a little tree
opening presents
the wrapping paper seeming to crawl up my arm like tentacles
like the venom symbiote
I thought of the seventeen year old blonde girl
and wondered if she'd manged to come down yet.
I hoped she had.
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
17 year old blonde girl and a bottle of acid
theres so much inside us baby
we dont understand
but I will be there for you baby
i will hold your hand

3 Comments »

  1. Daniel
    January 27, 2012
    7:38 pm

    tha shit in his own way this song brings me memories of wasted times

  2. finnegan
    May 1, 2012
    7:11 pm

    this song is BEAUTIFUL brav :’O

  3. Anonymous
    May 1, 2012
    7:53 pm

    Thank you Fin

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