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Tell me all your dirty things
I love what your lips say
Too bad it doesn't mean a thing
Broken bottles, ashtrays
Just like on our first date
It's

case
Then pop me another bottle
And keep celebrating
I'm always waiting for niggas to front
So I keep me a banger
Catch a stunt if you want
Be like Super

That's Where We Live

Tate Stevens

Tate Stevens

2013

It's a place on the map where the railroad tracks
Run by a flag in the front yard.
See a kid on a bike throwin' papers in a drive
And a man

was you and me

We were passion in a bottle,
It I sold it we’d be rich;
But if you take too much folks
It’ll leave you in a fix,
You see an addict just

the cops one day for my friend cuz he was speedin
In reality the nigga was just impedin
Hop in the Lexo cruise by his house with straight pipes
He pulls out

it up like Elon Musk
If you screw with me you're gonna get fucked
We all get into the spirit of the season
By taking LSD for no good reason
Making some

Your Attention Please
Your Attention Please
Your Attention Please
Your Attention Please

Yo, What up it's FAIN, the white dirty bastard
Poet,

My pencil flowing like water this chapter 11 juice mazelee the author
Die for this game like a martyr then doctor it up like dwayne micheal carter
I

With a wish
Hope to keep it all
Without losing focus
Right hand Moses
Splitting all these niggas up
Cleaning up
My act when
Mama told me
Do the dishes

explain how I feel
Dumbed down by alcohol 
I'm a fucked up shell, and you know its true
I ruin everything I touch 
I feel scarred and bruise

Wake up

faucet 
Just stop it 

My nigga I'm ghost 
But I'm back on the shits just to show you  the ropes 
Y'all reaching let's go 
I'm tryna see how y'all living

on the street you
Gonna end up a vegetable you past tense
Ima make your bobble head collectable
Pathological liar
Said I mentioned your son by name
See fame shows

It's quarter past three and I'm sinking
Waiting for the coffee to kick in
And we still got a way to go
We're saying things we already know
And I'm

in

Sippin out bottles
They making more problems
I'm going full throttle
Be gone by tomorrow
I swerve but i'm gone though
Don't need to feel awful
Just

so tight like I'm fucking a bottle
They wanna hit me with a brick
But they won't succeed
And it is what it is
They want a taste of her lips
But I'm

bottle there
The nights full of obstacles to be aware of
As the owner gets his gun and the bouncers stuff to get rough

It's the same routine nearly ever

loot
Spitting soul screaming what it do
Thank you tampa
You taught me well
Forever saved by the bell
Got some homies like give em hell
Only time till you

steady lurking on my ass I gotta go -steady on my ass
Catch me drippin’ while I’m pourin’ up a four
When this bitch think I’m all out then I give her more

(chorus x2)

Giving opinions again fucks up with them we don`t want that information, let me just say it again we are not friends homie so fuck what you're

can't ask me what I do or where u at
I be posted in the cut w the racks
When up in Cali yeah the treat me like the man
They shoutout Texas got a table by

against mine
I would go against time to feel that again
No, it doesn't make sense
Why you'd leave, why you never loved me to begin
Wondering why never

Car in the driveway
Under snow up to here
It's settled we'll stay
Till morning is clear

Food from the cupboard
Find a bottle of wine
Slow

Boys boys, lads lads
Drowning worries in a glass
Blacked out hazy weekends
Memories still seething
It's bottled up by bottles
But who needs troubles

Ever since then  
(She) been driving me crazy

Saturday, go the mission bar 
Hit up 8 burrito carts
Republic Embarcadero
Got hacked by Russian Hill