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Lens, focus in
Show us where we been
We can buy time, buy an hour at a time
We can buy time by the hour
Spring tonic gin
Dandelion wine
Photo
She said she was going to see Grandma 
Who lives by the river so wide 
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad 
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
She said she was going to see Grandma 
Who lives by the river so wide 
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad 
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
said she was going to see Grandma
Who lives by the river so wide
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad
And perhaps she won't be home tonight

So I
She said she was going to see Grandma 
Who lives by the river so wide 
And I guess my mommy's feeling bad 
And perhaps she won't be home tonight
Your piss is like a river
Its scent is beer and gin
Your hell is in the summer
And you blossom in the spring
September is your purgatory
Christmas
pride
And then she'd bring out that worn out family album
Its faded pictures some with corners torn
She'd laugh and poin and tell me funny stories
somebody to paint the Gin Blossoms
I accidentally saw them once
Hey, I've been carrying the weight
But it’s easy to be unafraid
When you're so critically
und I'm Auto, I'm Tapedeck
(When we ridin by)
Durch die Stadt, Gangstamucke bei Nacht
(We gettin high)
Durch "Chronic", 
"Gin 'n' Juice", "5 On It"
and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard
just fold up and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
'Cause I keep the beats
have harnessed in mid November
It only brushed the blossom bracket then soon sacrificed
Lives to icicle jackets when the frosted
I sunk to find the walk
on that
I stay on stuff, fuck a cup, I likes to drink out the bottle
Mix Gordon's Gin with Donald Duck ? secure my novel
When, I was fifteen years old
to explode, 
'Cause you're taking mad long with my ID
I'm in here weekly
You know my face by now, 
Stop wasting my time, you know the deal, get me out of this
so faded, broke wit a album
But bitches on my dick like I ate it
I'm use to smellin fish, but not that kind
Look you's a hoochie, want to do me,
'gnac and gin
Gran Marnier, nigga, mixed with Henn
The King ain't trippin' 'cause I just don't grin
My crew ain't snitchin' dog, they just don't bend

So,
sign language 
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives birth 
to septuplet lady plants 
Check my tympanic titanic time pulse 
By the grace
we’ve got an album to press
And then we got to make that bubble.
Okay, the hour start teen and I love my friends,
But understand, y’all, love don’t
shops 
Screamin they love the album, 
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop 
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong 
They

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