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changer
Say whelp play the cards you dealt how could life blame ya
Life chaser be what that life made ya
She tell me she can't take it I'll be your life
Booty like a slinky 
Trick don't tempt me 
Whelp its time to turn it up 
And Get it Jenkin 
Time to turn it up 
And get it Jenkin 
Is what i'm
boneless 
bonelocked in your bed 
a devil's sick caress 
you daily 911111 
and cry out for help 
it's legion who show up 
to reap a whining whelp 

you're in
could help
I busted and the nigga said whelp
It's time to get up
It's time to step up
It's time to give a fuck
I made a couple bucks, It's lightning that
still
I understand the pain it hurts
How can I help you heal?
Will someone save me from myself?
On my heart there's too many whelps
Can't explain how it
alone forsaken and shivering 

You roam the heavens that have me cursed to hell 
I have become the Devil's burning whelp 
A servant to the halls I once
catch me?
There's so much more work to be done.
An expert's precision entwines the whelps
The brood dangles from my fingertips
With none to observe my
William the whelp sat on his chest
He drank in the air and he ate up the rest
There were words to be said
And blame to be laid about
Why are all dead
outgrown
Their exigencies whelp
and this society
is in debt To everyone 
But themself
I'll Think i know 
where I'll go From here. 

Seemless in The top
disquieting
Sure but I'm learning my worth in society
I'm sort of a fake, sort of a whelp
I'm sort of a vacant mourner to help
Scorned when I take the sword
many whips, my garage got whelps
Now put your motherfuckin’ hands in the air
And my throne is an electric chair yeah!

And let’s go all night, all night
Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon?
Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman?
Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie?
Saw ye
nobody else
I need help, shit
I leave whelps on ya bitch from my D&G belt
Hot boy in ya mouth i melt

And when we hit the club
All the bitches know our
Cam ye o'er frae France? Cam ye down by Lunnon?
Saw ye Geordie Whelps and his bonny woman?
Were ye at the place ca'd the Kittle Housie?
Saw ye
whipped him with a Benz belt, broke his arm
Crushed his Audemars with whelps
On his face, they was slappin' him, fake ass rapper
Old ass gun, pussy get
it I got the whelps
N I weep n I weft
N my lips be clef, Now watch yourself, now watch your step
Now gimme a hug my love
Baby I love you without
She's fast asleep at Woden's feet
Whilst alms I seek from thronging fairfolk
As a whelp fast to the teat
She smote me then
We've ever since been
Blind to the charms of the Toecutter Arms,
My labor to the east by knit and by darn,
Looking for the world like a whelp at sea, the discoverer's
Oppressive, Regime thinks of warring
Cause my flow whelp 'em
Like rag tail ends
Lost all feelings
Can't find me for toe tag checks
Swore they had, Me work
help
Those that hurt others you may leave with whelps
I fight with might I've got power
In the face of evil I will not cower
I'm the Neocop and I don't
yourself
Can’t make a move without ya hand being held
Whelp
Overdose on dope
Smoke
I blow will
Choke
You if you inhale
Jump on beats
Like rope
Double Dutch
love you choking
I feel your inner thighs I feel you soaking
You scratch my back I'm left with whelps that's while I'm stroking
I see that booty on you
Let's separate the whelps from the coyote, cause hate is all the rage
If there's a benefit from this, my one and only
Let's keep 'em locked up in
do with my self
As I sank to the depths, clutching the kelp
A whelp, who never ever knelt I felt
That often, I never should've made it outta Logsdon

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