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