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I'm on, I'm grown, I'm so in my You ain't gotta tell me, I know this my Throw me my phone, let me up anybody Who know about it? And tell 'em
I am him, pale and not so But I bright even when it's dark and grim She marched on in but she far from a No use pretendin' that you are you ain't
'Cause you're to taint what once was pure Irregardless I endure what's for sure, is that I am blessed Just give me I'm owed and I might get rest
See, slight success only brings hunger But you mistake lightning for thunder 'Cause thunder rumbles, lightning strikes Like me of great faith, then hype
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? I ain't ten minutes No eye 'til this business right here is finished I came for that big spinach and I can't get it image All I can do is spit vintage again and again and
Just the play up and run it Vision, something that's great, become it I played it and won it and profited it it A wonderful life and with I've done it
But you confront it, it's permanent shorty Feel the is burnin' you softly Yes, these lames is certainly That's how I know that the off me
All I really wanted in my whole life Was to the whole night, in the morning no flight To my own wife, instead of havin' to borrow Johnny's in Philly and Chad's in
I ask for a lot though, thus I it I'm gonna die lonely, big money's my So Betty, why don't we proceed to the My pet snake skeet, so to meet, yeah
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? I ain't slept ten No shut eye 'til business right here is finished I came for that big spinach and I get it with image All I can do is spit vintage again and again and
I'm special, especially when these is next to me Every check I see, bring the outta me Girl, I'll pay for your and the sex I'll free
Okay, play, you gon' stay, then stay But if you afraid of livin', you ain't really wit it please be on your way, with no delay
They say only the survive And it seems that you do wrong to thrive But the truth dead, I'm so alive You want me to shine? Then close your eyes
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? I slept ten minutes No shut eye 'til this business here is finished I for that big spinach and I can't get it with image All I can do is spit vintage again and and again
Why your rims spin, spinnin'? I ain't ten minutes No shut eye this business right here is finished I for that big spinach and I can't get it with image All I can do is spit again and again and again