Eric Kxng - Forbidden fruit Lyrics

Walking slow on a path you don't know
Creeping slow on a path you can't show

Take a bite out of this forbidden fruit

Walkin with ghosts, aye

You pussy niggas clitoris
Clicks hotter than porridge
The poor orders the sorcerers
I need more mags than the source is
Still the main source without the sign
The lines outline the morgue his
Lack of resources can't afford the mortgage
Yet, my mind historic
I actualize the meaning, meaning if I'm a dinosaur
I'm actually a thesaurus
I'm just a cyborg on his high horse, my force
Nike walk on your corpses

What you talkin bout
What you, aye
What you talkin bout (talkin bout)

Walkin with ghosts, aye

And once your regrets are set in stone
It's difficult to decipher them

Take a bite out of this forbidden fruit

"Then your eyes shall be opened
And you shall be as Gods
Knowing good and evil
When the woman saw that the tree was good for food
And that it was pleasant to the eyes
And the tree to be desired to make one wise
She took of the fruit thereof and did eat"