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Strange Summer by Allen Paris
Written by John Stary and Jeffrey Allen

She said my pool looks like a lake
My eyes open but I'm barely awake Clothes

On mercury's surface with a John Snow Jacket on
I am God's known last resort
I'm a war prone battle lord
A man's life on the palm of my hand,like a Bob Hope

the author's last name
(oh) Are you really looking for
Books just by Judy Bloom
Orare there any particular
I guess I'd be open for suggestions
Sarah do you have

of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge

We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we

Neutroniks

k-os

Exit

2003

And we're gonna bring a man up to the microphone right now (here we go, come on)
And goes by the name of uh, well he doesn't know (check it out come on yo)

Coffee Shop

Kottonmouth Kings

High Society

2000

Thirty-eight strands we through em on the table
Sampled em all one by one I was able
They all taste good, defeated to smoke
Next the two footer, I wanted

nothing new
I ride around by myself listening to the blues
John Hooker, he was legendary
We sang about the same pain, musical visionary
Everybody dies, but

nothing new
I ride around by myself listening to the blues
John Hooker, he was legendary
We sang about the same pain, musical visionary
Everybody dies, but

as hell, yeah, she feisty, she will fight you
Like they cut my ears off, now you can't tell me shit
Last song, I hit a home run, now I'm pitching like a fit

again like Groot
No-one really knows how to make it, I do
I'll have an album done by like noon
And ride the Milano with my Raccoon
I'ma keep makin' songs

writing this song
I'm going hard Pup you taught me this life don't last long
Press record now step up to the mic stay strong

These days
I'm trying not lose

(Oh this song is so cold)
(Ow)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
Uh
Yo yo
(2 flame)

Lighthouse fool
John Stamos should take notes
On the beat I get to snapping like I'm

gun 
Almost OD'd just last month cause I'm sick of all the pressure this music brings 
"Nevv you gotta best get better with each new release"
But I

Breonna, George, Trayvon
Jeffery, Justin, John, Jordan, Jamie
I could name more
Can't get respect cause our neck
They got they weight on
Changing

and flow, this song will make you wanna get down low
It's like you was told
You'd make it out there if you'd just be bold
You'd be out there if you just tried

making song after song, I knew I needed some time
I'ma start killin' shit, I'm about to murder some people
I don't need a murder weapon cause my words are

Like Lil Pump did last year hoe I want some whores
That's all I ask for
Got a foreign bitch who got it all except her fuckin' passport
Been a real

I’M DROPPING ON THESE N****S SHOULDER 

OH I’M IN ZONE WHEN I DO A SONG
 
THEY ALL SING ALONG I’M SO BLESSED 

THEY ASK ME FOR SONG I CAN’T DO NO WRONG

lasts forever, everybody's got to go
So if this my last rhyme with y'all, y'all gotta know
Brother John, you're a leader and they gon' follow you
But you

a spastic-ass crack-addict claiming to take his last hit
Your blue balls fit firmly in the cock-pit, of all your dog-shit bought by the public

But not me bitch

never last it clap before
Young bull told if he see red he gon catch a charge on a matador 
Niggas pop 
They gripping glocks
I wanna leave if I'm able
We

Yeah, yeah
And it goes like this
And it goes like-
I don’t wanna make a song unless it got a quirk to it
Speakers bumping on the dance floor
Girls

Phenomenon
I've eaten hot fries
With more heat than
Your songs
Last name first name
It's doe john
Cause your gonna be
Un identifiable
When I'm done
I'm

licks up into position by listenin'
Add some touches in that's simply missin'

A little echo is good to go with how I always check it
The poetry elicit