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bought by this guy named Ray,
A card carrying member of the NRA,
But he left me out in his car one day,
And now the finger on my trigger hasn't seen
taught me French
Back in Antarctica
Oh, I could show you the way shadows colonize snow
Ice breaking up on the bay off the Lassiter coast
Light
taught me French
Back in Antarctica
Oh, I could show you the way shadows colonize snow
Ice breaking up on the bay off the Lassiter coast
Light
When the walls fall down
On your old town
Then you begin
See I had these walls
Built up so strong
Built when I was young
In wars I've won
But
I dream about
How it would be
If you would come
And stay with me
I'll close my eyes
And if I try
I'll be with you
Up in the yellow sky
outside
(It's all by you)
Let it burn, where did you find her?
This shotgun in my hand
Unrest my finger,
On the trigger
You made this happen,
for politically correct
Up 'til now I've pulled my punches
I intend to eat their lunches
No more Mr. Nice Guy, not for me
If you think that I'm
closely followed
By delusions of grandeur." (--Karen Horney)
I think about all the pube I got
While reading the Rubaiyat
And make babies in bunny slippers
Another day, just close my eyes and I get up
I brush my teeth and I read my lives on a dixie cup
Pull on my clothes but they feel like I play in
What is this life that I forsake
I drift along in it's wake
And when I left you there
What did I undertake what did I undertake
You're my desire take me
could say I feel blessed
Touched by the beat, feel the pulse in my chest
It puts my unease to rest
When glossy magazines tryna keep me in check
It's
A Shame Its A Shame
Its Not My Fought
Dat Ur Lame Dat Ur Lame
And All U Need 2 Do Is
Up Ur Game Up Ur Game
Its Easy
Lalalala
Yer Its Simple
[Chorus:]
Wot
Hello it's nice to meet you
Man I wrote this shit on Easter
Like a bunny rollin Addys
Jumpin round up smokin' fatties
Copperfield up in this bitch
I
I'm here in Philadelphia
She got caught down in DC
It's a wretched night, it's raining
But she's coming up to meet me
There's nothing I can
the window I fling
Like I'm watched by the pit boss
A feeling in my gut like Rick Ross
Chips in the air chuck a deuce and get lost
I don't give a fuck
I was
by my side
I can't believe that you felt for me, but I'm
Grateful that you did
But every time I see you with him
Every time I see you near him
You
that are done
Are done
Are done
You keep on repeating the things that i know that are done
Hey
We at the park
Struck by lightning
Our love is dead in
of greatness
Yeah,yeah
You be all up in face
What kind of shit is that
You be hiding shit like drake
Some childish shit
You be wildin
But you aint a bitch
Aint
check, check
IG Live I flex
What's up my two viewers
You are messin' with a baller
The money talks truer
Than the haters like my father
Racks come out,
tonigh and kisst in the tank
baby
and what would it be like if you was in the world if you was my
babe gurl
that someone lady what would it be like
sixteen dance for me follow the melody
You don't want to stop in da kitchen in da toilet there do my song
Baby jerk am up send nobody ki lonso
Let's go
my own,
Now my debt is begging to be paid,
And I am flattered, by your choice,
But I hear the waiver, In your voice,
And I'm not one to expect
Control slipping through my hands like quicksand
If you know me, then you know I ain't a big fan
I might pop in a minute, didn't go to plan
I got
the trees, the birds, the bees all made by He
My lord of all
Hallelujah (4x)
When the trumpets sound the dead will rise
We'll de called up in the skies to see
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