Starin that strech the horizon with my and ears closed sealed a clear coat i'm at a for words, but i know a lot of words for i got a whole lotta to and stomp fuck you very and kiss me goodbye because i'm on the next high no sex allowed now all around ma and show me you found he got the and she got the and they the youth and got the proof
now, move nobody nowhere progress and its all my fault and i dont i am behold this pale kinda throat bloke on tour thru the core followin the indorced by the and honey i just wanna hug ur like a porsche.
go ahead throw them sore back on the fire to the flame, get me the blame let me tonight's the and me a low and brown and my swollen crown i hold it down
yo, on the level of she found me flacid. skiped class to be fashionally got me me drinkin tossed my ink across the loos like watch me into the mind state of how wait to find fate let the dialate fly high the crime rate mosiquito bate, baby keep me up to who you love me a pound and im on my way
now im at it that line thats on the floor what do you we should stay in touch for not sure but i with your motive the posion took 'cause the dose was coated the is full of people who want short of perfect and yet they for less blinded by their for purpose
hit, i it was for me it made me her i now now i dont why i drink
i gotta pay the phone off the road kill hold here's girl acting like king of the mole hill
yo, with stride i got friend named PRIDE and imma him in my pocket the day that i die and i got pet peeve that i let out to eat holes in the top of the jar so he can breath and when he's old imma set him and let him breed teach his kids how to build bombs and shoot indeed im all about the lines the block good hip hop and rhymes about my cock
so fuck the love man and you i you drown down in your dandruff
you for making me me me me me me abrasivley me and patiently i promise to pay you back on the day free
i wanna you for hatin me me me stickin steak in me and breaking me me me and me i promise to pay you back on the day we're
she aint happy when i am she's mad im gone so imma drink pint of whiskey and go pass out on her lawn and she leaves to go to work she'll find me in my start my day off an angel her morning with a
i'm to the game don't know the to the game my shoes stomp into all the and pools in my brain i could my heart my legs but no matter how soft i i still manage to the eggs
i wanna thank you for me me me me me and me abrasivley me and waiting i to pay you back on the day we're free
yo, i wanna you for hatin me me me stickin that in me and breaking me me me me i to pay you back on the day we're free
[[ let me my throat, it over here baby pop and let all the fly skimmas the beat. umm drooop.]]
Boom.
its the way she moves that broom that's got me and it aint got to do the sleeping it's the on her face got me displaced plus the fact that she's prolly got no that im peepin she's deep into cleanin off the sidewalk of the shop she works am me, in the car in the maybe 30 from the spot she sweeps taken who is human and why she chewin' my the action, unaware, innocent, purely and whom I this? I'm alone, in the passenger of this [this part is bleeped out] awaitin' my companion, but man, she's got me distracted and it's not just the fact that attractive it's the whole from the look on her face, to her in shoes, to the way she moves it me to sit and doodle, so I write she wipes down the tagged up picnic tables outside of the [bleeped it's not a spot and I sit again, with a pen and a desire to be entirely in a world of them ..
(spoken) "what do you you just wanna be friends.."