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quit your barking when your face in the curb Between cleats and the crete shit aye It's been aniline it's by any means I been on my chief shit aye I been
The reason you love your goodbyes Paint it all over Blown chances corrected in aniline dye You sleep on the story Like you've slept on it dozens of times Can't
gray tea And say you're right to be A better sight to see Behind the aniline and curtains when you're either a pomade nothing or a line cook crease
gray tea And say you're right to be A better sight to see Behind the aniline and curtains When you're either a pomade nothing Or a line cook crease
I hear a bell chime one hundred times Against the patchwork of the aniline sky The wind just blows like heavens on fire The light returning life
see-through, you a plain bitch Acting with no consequence, yall must be the saint of Augustine, bitches dumb as fuck they smoking aniline Cant stop me fuckin
While the mere atropine means no real harm, the crash is a flight from this realm From my velvety and aniline blue orchid bed To whom do I owe all
can read my rhymes Aniline all my hoes, till they knees on my foes Better prepare for the two piece, that's fin to touch your nose I'm boring no man,
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