Lyrics:
Prosser or Pyecroft or Pym?
He was stationed in Simla, or was it Bengal?
I know he got tight at a ball in Nepal
And wrote several four-letter words
Four nights alone in Amsterdam and I missed you every one
I wish this trip was over and it?s only just begun
I don't know when I?ll see you again
I
of Old Spice
Ah, that'd be nice.
He's out on the back porch again
Only after a month has gone by
Stiff as a board with one hand on the swing
And the other
Old man on them faces all blue on Them hundreds (Woah) (Woah)
I get the advanced put that shit in d
Deposit
Back then they was snoring mmm
Fuck by
just like flat minor
Forgot you man just like alzheimers (Gone)
Reminisce to the old school days
When my swift bars used to leave man in a daze
I tailor
army
Specialized in self harming
For four years up in his head
Then he watched all four lethal weapons and realized his war was no more
Than a wish to be
people are dying
And, like, I watched my country burn, I deadass watched my country-
When I was ten years old a man on the internet told me I had pornstar
why please stay close by
Ask the most high cause I got no time
The sky was snowbright ? The sky was cokewhite
I was told twice by this old guy
Said
Every town has its town bum
I guess ours had one
Here's a song about him, I remember him fondly
Well his name was Abner Brown
I knew an old drunk
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
with degrees in gynecology (Yeah)
Shoot your old lady in her privacy (Word)
A bunch of ho-ho-hoes wanna ride with me (Go Santa)
I'm caught up in these
I was one that got away,
A young and restless renegade
Chasing my dreams, still on the run,
I had some moments in the sun
Years flew by like
Sarah for every minute
That she relishes in it
But I hate myself more for not
Standing up for Lisa back then
I was supposed to be her best friend
"Pay
And there we were, screamin', "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could
swervin'
Hit a fastbreak on that bitch
Like I'm Irving
When she left the cabin
She was limping and hurting
Can't give you respect cus I know you don't
want it (I know you want it)
It's easy to see (it's easy to see)
And in the back of your mind
I know you should be fuckin' with me (ahh)
Don't cha
from my ears
Sometimes the simplest of things, people need it
But I ain't call back in fear of being speechless
What was I to put her at ease with?
I
powerball
I'm finna' burn it all
wild'n out in the halls
Wake n bakin is my protocol
Girl yo ball control is on kyrie Irving
I'm swervin'
Y'all servin'
There's been a putsch in the country
Things got out of my hand
I've been betrayed by the army
Compelled to give up command
Soon I had to fly away
Leave most
guess you asked for
This I'll aim and just
Blast you back ten years when
Your game's a hit
Welcome to the future, I've got a jetpack
You've been living in
was by him
Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying
Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here
Wish that i could shed a tear
Took a trip up to a pier
Just so that
Back in the day, I wasn't rapping per se
I was just, writing random words straight up in my phone
Trying to make punchlines typing in RhymeZone
Now it's
saw this coming from a far oh
Back then I needed music I was drowning in my sorrow
I started working out and getting flowy by tomorrow
My dream an my
about the old days
How time always slowly slips away
Don't think we're ever gonna figure out
How to build a time machine so we can go back
I wish I
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