Lyrics:
Chamille
If you don't then you should get a coke
Because a coke show that it's the cola feel
Wooden rippen written on my plates
This type of weapon is in
Chamille
If you don't then you should get a coke
Because a coke show that it's the cola feel
Wooden rippen written on my plates
This type of weapon is in
as I watched the
Media snake right in, not missing a teardrop
Interviewing the parents of dead children
Televising the funerals then came
The witch hunt
The parent teachers association secretly fixed a date
A giant swoop is authorised to sign and seal his fate
Oh sent away for a year and a day
He was taken so
of your head
Endless replay
Night and day
When I was vice president
There was a drug bust
At the local high school
Parents were all up in arms
[Queen Heroin]
Asides from gettin in you, the words will stain you
Permanent like ink in epidermis, from tattoo artists
To scar this, thought
on September 19th 2015 at the NANSU AWARDS. This event was organized by the National Association of Nigerian Students in Uganda.
Right from his childhood,
Ugandan artist named PallasoMayanja on September 19th 2015 at the NANSU AWARDS. This event was organized by the National Association of Nigerian Students in
Don't want a life like my parents had
Don't want a life like my rich friends have
Don't want to live by association
Don't want to live the great
Stimulated thoughts with that National Basketball Association crossover
Always boss over for a easy two
My paragraphs dip and move
I'm up there my
no longer a sinner
She poured Poppy a cup, having the option to move back in with her parents until enough cash was saved up
Finding her forever daddy
Dmitry Medvedev
Names not on the periodic table
But I'm always in my element
I need Mama, Papa and a medic
Its apparent that I am a parent
Cause I'm 2 dope
a good parent, or will I be cold
Then I imagine I'm five years old
I'm running down the street without a care in the world
Puberty's later, so I don't
to my parents as a gift
And they gave it to me
After not using it for a couple years
Headphones on
Painting walls in the basement
Of our home in Canada
Evans
Bob Evans, yeah, I got that association, Bob Evans"
I was with my friend's sister Debbie
When I was 18 in Ohio at a local thrash metal show
We
kissing and car leasing fake partnerships
I'm not the one to barter with I'd use you as a bargain chip
Then blame it on the art of this you cooning in
of fucking flatulence and ass kissing and car leasing fake partnerships I’m not the one to barter with I’d use you as a bargain chip
Then blame it on the art
put in energy we think we got a save
But there’s no point dwelling on the old days because we’ve come on a journey
now we’re going separate ways
It’s
'Cause you know in the old days they couldn't ship the characters they wanted to ship
But everyone's shipping Lumity and stuff
We can tell everyone
house
The post recession parent child partnership
I wish supply siders could conceive of just how hard it is
But the art is thick we people of a cloth
We from the H home boy
Hustle Town Texas
A.K.A Screwston, O's and X's
And you plexas leavin in stretchers
Ya'll aint deep enough
you need to call up
shaking
He can play like we sweet we fry em up like bacon
I already know it's a long road no sense in telling me
Had two options pick the booth ain't wanna
If I get in that crowd, you know I'ma plead the fifth, they tryna put me in shackles
They tryna put me in shackles, I'm on your pro base, and I
associations to school hallways
And in the broad day, the dark power that lights pathways
I want it all, the kind that makes the hearts of men salty
And moves
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