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mix that zine in my Sprite Drinking on that licks cant tell if it a Dike yet When I'm wrong I'm right yea They wishing they was me ohhh too much
to stop and ask of Thorazine Thora Zine, Thora Zine, Thorazine They give you this They take away that Thorazine There'll be no others There'll be
to tear down the picket fence Spin another record ’til oops, it got into your head Yet still this life’s off-beat goes on and on On and on (This beat goes)
To the mothership I been on another trip The hell is this? Niggas thought they really lit You niggas ain't safe Everybody's fucked up, everybody's late Everybody play
Ready, ready dem nuh ready yet (keep left look around) Looka looka, ah Leftside, enuh (bidi-bang-bang-bang) It's another one Yeah, yeah And me
Yet another bullet Yet another life Yet another shadow covering the sky Yet another blast Yet another scream Yet another heart breaking story
at me I keep a magA On me Zine Uh Member them night I was broke n them Nigga's They Luagh at me Dragged on me My bitch she been geeking it putting
the right direction That's all I'm sayin' Maybe on the way I'll wander to another dimension Find a place to lay, cozy up under the pouring rain Thinkin 'bout
left with unread books and badly made 'zines... Some might-have-beens that somehow even yet Bring a spring to my step. I remember calloused hands
In the hour and 28 minutes you spent writing for your zine about How so and so sold out and lost all credibility in the punk rock scene 1000 children
You know how it go, another da another play… Car shopping (Car shoppinG) Bar Hopping (Bar HoppinG) House shopping (House shoppinG) Bottle popping
[Hook] Just another day up in the tire shop Chiefin' hay, fucked up, chiefin' hay, Chiefin', chiefin', chiefin' hay, fucked up (4x) [Verse 1:
on my shoulda' blades And it's just another day that I ain't blew up yet Another day hanging with the same people I grew up with Doin' what we did last
the bricks Whats a middle finger? Just another thing I gotta flip oou This is AutiMatic add a beam and a grip 'Zine and a clip Gasoline and a wick Giving
If you ever go down to Huntington, there is a girl there that is named Eryn. She's got ADD, but isn't bored with me. At least not yet, she said.
castle Tout au fond du - Anh, j'fais qu'HUSTLE pour mon père J'fais qu'HUSTLE pour ma mère J'fais qu'HUSTLE pour mes zines J'fais qu'HUSTLE pour mes frères
Got to get out more Get in the place Got to work out more And sort out my face I've got all the zines that tell me what to eat And I'm tired
like there's only one left No, I don't wanna go yet Trying not to let another day go by Saving up the minutes and stealing time Can't live forever
Got to get out more Get in the place Got to work out more And sort out my face I've got all the 'zines that tell me what to eat And I'm tired
when they read to you? how bout when you sang right along? how bout when they read from these zines how bout when you read right along? begin
Here we go again here we go again Yet another day another day on this rock Here we go again here we go again Yet another day another day on this rock
all around) A fifth of J-mo fifth of Henny (Pour another round) I fixed the lights to show this side of me Not yet can't see me yet (Not yet! Yet yet
pour another glass Spend tonight with me like its ya last Hours fly pass But i swear Time stopped when you asked Can you feel it yet Feel it yet Feel
watchin' her watch me She clockin' the Versace Eyes locked to the watch-y! I move to her pimpin', step it up a notch-y The 'Zine play pimpin' like a 50-inch
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