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I am..
More than two faced, I've got at least six with tricks
To hide my side while accentuating cheeks and lips
I use battin' to battle crews who don't like the remix
And you just act confused by the way I to fuck with a double helix
with me quick, get befuddled and sea sick
My ugly mug'll be equipped to it a struggle to see shit
The beat kicks, my belly feels empty I want a person
I'll and swear, and act unmother-like until I persevere
been to church in years, right now that's the setting
I couldn't think of a better to cover my face and have a wedding
It's upsetting how plastic my is getting
It's melting and releasing fumes
Covered by lots of perfume, never coming out of my closet of
Cartoon versions of myself get out
After that occurs, time consumed
I'm in the dressing room the caricatures
Until my head is cured I'm heading for pedicures and
Man, if not damn sure of whether or not
to pop the question let you in on the answer..
of sex in a camper...
A phony life with a wife, menthol cigarettes and cancer

Smoke and

So

So

I AM..
An illusion specialist tricks who could never diss
The one the wake up next to even if it's not the one went to bed with
Breakfast at Tiffany's, lunch, make sure the dinner table is candle lit
I squish my feet until they crunch, but I'm unable to make sandals fit
I can't just sit I need to MOVE and power walk, Oprah said it
And I won't forget it, she it during the opening credits
I'm so
I like the smell of coke, get it? I my nose
Power to hoes who pound on a hose while playing in a of snow
I'm getting plowed, I KNOW
It's to fuck a guy now
I just blush and look surprised
but it's the way I my eyebrows
Time out, I'm in a tanning booth... Danielle Steel
And I'm planting banana beneath every damn man's heel
Waiting for them to for my sad trick I stop, drop and kneel
With a little touch of magic, let David cop a feel
I'm not real, but got FEELINGS...
in my nipples because of the breast implants
To have my enhanced I pant in dresses but never dress in pants
A club hopping strobe honey...addicted to wrinkle cream
Sipping on Listerine, Mr. Clean don't like the of nicotine

Smoke and

So

So

I AM..