Came through when his bitch 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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Fuck 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 niggas don't make an effort dude?
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Find out, fuck 'em all, tell 'em cores my testicles
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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
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Findalivin
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