Trampoline Dreams

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Lex Ether

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Do you know who you went to war with
You gone need a reinforcement
Either that or you forfeit
Your mom already ordered your assortment
She don't even need to force it
Knew she shoulda had abortion
I shouldn't record it on the record
But you know I got a lot of whopper double deckers
And some cookies that's crumbling into a fortune
And you aint got nothing you can measure
So check on my name, find out my pleasure and pain
Sit by my side, try to get in my brain
And level up your pedal, then go put it to the metal
See what you find if you let in my lane
Cause you'll be in the range of a long range missile
You won't hear the bang, you'll be gone when it hit you
Your bones'll be charred up along with your tissue
So unload your issues on anyone you think could get you

Don't everybody love to jump on trampolines
So jump motherfucker, stomp on these American dreams
Don't everybody love to say that they don't lie
Before they snatch ya slice of life without telling ya why
We put mother nature deep down in a hole
But father time has a way to make us reap what we sew
Anytime ya see us stopped, it's time to go
So if you believe in control, you need to keep in control, bro

Out of control, it's alive it's alive
And you acting like somebody died
Eyes came off of the prize, and onto the thighs
Of hermaphrodites out of disguise
You're waiting on Samsonite to drop you the baggage
From somewhere high up in the sky
But what if it's held up at customs and border protection
Would you get a fucking reply
When court is in session to cut up the pie
The question is who pay the price with a slice of they life
So if something aint right on the balance
That's because you hang on too tight
Quit yanking my chain as if you aint the kink in the link
No longer entitled to think what you think in your brain
As it go down the drain of the leakiest sink
Same time that my plane is in flight
Say it aint right, and I'll say it aint so
I wish I could say that it aint going to blow
You all outta place and you been aiming too low
Bro it's paper to chase while you're taking a stroll
But it aint what you know, it's who you know
To predicate your sentence on what's commutable
Isn't it so beautiful, interrupting businesses as usual
Don't need no visual, we'll see you at your funeral

Don't everybody love to jump on trampolines
So jump motherfucker, stomp on these American dreams
Don't everybody love to say that they don't lie
Before they snatch ya slice of life without telling ya why
We put mother nature deep down in a hole
But father time has a way to make us reap what we sew
Anytime ya see us stopped, it's time to go
So if you believe in control, you need to keep in control, bro

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