Lyrics:
"Processed life starts Monday or any other day. The city is dead.
Plus [...]"
I could join a pray-peace group
Explain it all away
Cause groups can change
as other groups originally the
Dead Salmon, they became, for a while, Trout
Then fried Trout, then Poached Trout In A
White Wine Sauce, and finally
Herring
see if you make it (yeah)
I dropped ColleGrove out the sky, ooh
In a group with the best rapper that's alive, ooh
Never turn my back on my slime,
Let's take it up a notch
Send me a screenshot
Maybe we can use this reference
For the main plot
Let's capture every moment while the topics hot
And we can
the wall street war chiefs
The elitists groups, the masses
They pray to Jesus saying he will see us through
The masters are the aristocratic
The masses
relievening to know the stereotypes of emo culture (i.e: satanism, constant reference to suicide, etc.) were in separate group completely different
climbing,
Music ain't a thing because I know I put the time in,
If it's an issue then you're gonna need tissue
'Cause your eye balls are waterin' you can
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
deal with the devil on a deep level
He see metal and sound off like a tea kettle
Blow the spot up lovely
With no reference to skin color, God don't
my original family for
Having me this evening, the LVMH group
" as he ripped into a
Version of "Runaway, " the lyrics
Of which include the refrain
hit the reset
Pucci gang, I just wanna forget
That's a JoJo reference
Not my mojo preference
We can make a statement
We can crack the pavement
If we
explore memory
Ozymandias I would choose from two
My Last Duchess or Tissue
Duchess cause they show powerful figures
Tissue cause they show how fragile
dip to hunt on
Cause she mobile than a grip
Or the Blue Man Group
Caught out on the Vegas Strip
Tell em' a good game, juju pimpin'
Give em' to my nigga
dip to hunt on
Cause she mobile than a grip
Or the Blue Man Group
Caught out on the Vegas Strip
Tell em' a good game, juju pimpin'
Give em' to my nigga
the last one's stainless
Don't deal with the devil on a deep level
He see metal and sound off like a tea kettle
Blow a spot up lovely
With no reference
There’s no room
In this group
For a snoop
Attitude
You can move
Ass get whooped
Man I’m cooped
Leave the room
There’s no room
In this group
For
to an opportunist group
Being the object of internal caricature
To extract the seed of a spirit state
Converge in a direct line
Preconceived, values are
and you there, and grabbing tissues (damn)
You said you didn't wanna end it, but you did it, though
If it wasn't what you wanted, what you did it for?
I'm
the tissue
In case you do more
Now back to opps
I don't know
An too the opps
Mother's say fuck em
Cause when i see i you
Its no duckin
I'll hit anything
or some body that could find me
Stop me prolly crop out the picture
Newer Issue, new Edition, more efficient
Prolly toilet paper keep the tissue
Sea
need a tissue
I'm falling with no parachute
Not tryna' embarrass you
Tell me baby how you feel
Head spinnin' like a ferris wheel
(Oh my god)
Baby take
gonna go nowhere with a reference, defamation tarnished
Nobody really cares
Chemical, the brain imbalanced, mental manic, low depression
Feelin' down,
to sit with her and wipe the tears away from her eyes
There's no hyperbole, I mean I had to hold the tissue
When life's abrupt I hold it up, so tell me
I pack clubs; promoters put me out in Tokyo
Damage your area; I'm a launch a fierce missile
I roll schools, movin' butt like I'm toilet tissue
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