I fuck the music
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I make it cum
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I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
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Wanna beer, have no fear, comes and goes, man its here
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No one knows, feels so weird, when it blows through my bones
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I got a jones for it
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I wanna know more, cuz its bout what I got to show for it
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I want some more of it
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I want too much
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I got so bored with it
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I shot it up
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Wanna light my torch with it and get all fucked up
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What is it, where is it
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How will it affect me
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Fuck that shit, I need that shits bound to be the death of me
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Fuck buying it I'm taking it, and sharing it with nobody
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Cuz all I really need is some cool shit to mob
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Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
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I own that shit
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On some throw back shit
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You already know that shit
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You even know 'bout how I know the man
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Who grows that, bitch a¢æ|
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You can't buy it with your money
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You can't find it overseas
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Its one of those things that seems outlandish
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Til you have it's not a dream
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As for me, I'm cool with it
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And that's alright cuz it's my thing.
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Work that angle til its beveled
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Curve of the blade doubled
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Edge made to bleed the struggle
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Best believe the game's a hustle.
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Observer of the strange occurrences
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Conjurer of the subtle
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Unseen but felt disturbances
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That burst a bitches bubble
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That's right it's all mine
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It's all mine never was yours
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Like how you wait in line
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While I walk straight through the door
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(straight through the...)
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Hear you say something
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But ain't nothing a¢æ¡° spectators ignored
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Pay no mind to that chump's
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Just a player hatin whore
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I fuck the music
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I make it cum
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I fuck the music with my serpent tongue
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Ain't no fun if the aliens can't have none
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How I fuck it dirty
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How I make it twitch and scream
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How it screams oh baby hurt me
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Work me to the bone oh please
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How I bend the rhythm over
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And hit, hit, hit it on my knees
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Give, give, give it up
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I need it all the time
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Bleed it on the drop of a dime a¢æ¡° down to pound it til it shines
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Moonlit lake of blood red wine
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Make no mistake, I makes it mine
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Break shit down and make it grind
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To the groove used to align
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The cascading shades of jaded blues with these rhymes
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Nuclear steeze creeps and winds
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Through secrets behind and between
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Every time I scream
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Shit is mine
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Its all mine
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All the time
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Shit is mine
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What is it, where is it, how will it affect me
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Fuck that shit I need that shit
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Thought you knew, thought you thought
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Thought you did but did not
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Come on through what you got
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Is it cool is it hot?
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Check one two, man don't stop
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I'm not through black blood clot
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In my view like that twat
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Spread eagle cross the block
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Need no ego to rock
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What we know just gets dropped
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How we keep shit on lock
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Cuz all I really need is some cool shit to mod
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Like driving down the street to the beat of a blow job
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Shit is mine
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Its all mine
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All the time
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Shit is mine
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Spread Eagle Cross The Block
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