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Came through when his ******** berry his head |
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I love instrumental when they split |
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I heard them say your lyrics is too ketch |
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Like they grave all the pink flamingoes and homes |
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Never mind their homes when they stay at my zones |
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When they roam do what the gricks do, |
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Quake drop it down but for the inspiration leaders you |
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Your obligated to the sound turn in his k goals |
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Then straight to evil, said you dance touring and whenever you think they can't see you |
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These hobie backing up, back roaping testing up |
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Are clean and I don't stug enough |
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Out rapper catch now and say that I don't type enough potential |
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******** was better ...to your fiscal |
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Back on force and get it heavy, don't settle the pistol |
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It's probably wide and get it great to the Bristol |
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And why he doesn't missed you |
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He's single for his issues, the 'but it's all on life support |
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I gotta find a way to cut his life short and find a way to get this music uncort |
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Like right in this moment is all worthing all his bars |
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Can't just play and met this to return on tape garges |
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Before I take it too far like true is hard |
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But is way much in excess dude |
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You bent it down boy and you scratch is unlegeble |
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It's gonna keep you all on your |
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Why ********s don't make an effort dude? |
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Find out, ******** 'em all, tell 'em cores my ********s |
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I quite tape somebody will find me edible |
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Gotta a findaliving |
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Gotta a findaliving |
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Gotta a findaliving |
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Gotta a findaliving |
