Gregory Nichols - Spin

{Intro}

I still feel bad, sometimes I feel worse than before
But that’s not your fault, and it’s not mine either


{Verse}

(Spin Again, Spin Again
Spin Again, Spin Again)
Yeah…
The trivial feelings, They still make me sick
Wanna be healthy, But what y’all eat seems to still make me (What?)
Bumping lips, give you fits, Seems To draw hate like Chris
In my brain, I resist the desire to commit, Common sense
Burn incense, Rather I leave self incensed
Thinking of all the ways I stay tense
Wanted to break bread?, It’s too densе
Wanted to burn the dollar, makes cеnts
Wanna just clarify to Mike Pence
Baby Greg Anarchism Like This
This is proud black music
Please don’t ever let me loose it
If y’all wanna ride then ball fist
I done had enough of this (What?)
USA is burning like Cysts
When’s the last time ya heard—Yeah


{Chorus}

Spin Again, Spin Again
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Spin Again, Spin Again (Yeah!)
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Spin Again, Spin Again (Yeah)
Spin Again, Spin Again
Spin Again, Spin Again (Okay)
And Die, expose diamonds in your “i”
I spy with my Little eye

Spin Again, Spin Again (What?)