Lyrics:
And we're never coming home
Underwater basket-weaving, (we got some arts and crafts)
Meth-amphetamine symposiums, (they last a couple days)
African
weekend
While you're basket weaving and
Trying to patch up things
And put a plug in that massive leak and
Mad me and
Pointer fingers like that's reason
That
stalking his very next
Unsuspecting, nature enthusiast, bike trail riding
Basket weaving, old slow and feeble way
And a basket-weaving ne-er-do-well
Engaging in a sexual threesome
This message is sponsored by
The department of women's and gender studies
When she wants a friend
anymore
Solemn as a sleeping child
Braided rivers as my basket
Weaving wind chimes out of thistles
Mother nature is my casket
I've no eulogy
leaving they basket-weaving for checks
Becoming what I speak, that blood thicken my breath
Turning these clefts into predicates
'Cause I don't wanna be one
openings
Right now in our spring-semester
You'll have a chance to excell
In great courses like "Basket-weaving"
"Advanced shoe-tying" or try
"Beginning
That's my ball baby leaping up
Fast twitch downhill steepen up
Squad got baskets baby weaving up
Balling out hooking like Kareem boy
Call it out point
We are weaving a blanket of light
We are weaving a basket to hold all that's true
the knotted pine at the garden's edge
Oh, laughing, little girls clapping
Ghosts weaving our hair to baskets
Oh, laughing, little girls clapping
And ghosts
to Latisha weaving Baskets
Sending this to Cole say this flow is getting mastered
Flaking on yo bitch sent that text you such a bastard
Niggas really showing
pretty paper shoes
And I'm weaving you a basket for Christmas
Three hots and a cot
And a cellmate who keeps calling me missus
But I like to think
Weaving in his basket chair
'twist you round a lock of hair
Made of straw -- the wicker man
Made of straw -- I'll blow your house down
Bishops
gone, you're gone, you're gone
It only affects me in the hours
When I need you, I need you
But I don't want you
I do crosswords
And I'm weaving
Zargothrax, master of nightmares
Keeper of celestial flame
Travel back 1000 years to a time before Dundee
There lived a simple peasant weaving
move to watch the fodder
Spinning the game got niggas pressed, weaving the basket folded doggie
Play fetch with my skeletons in my closet
Hella dense
ass
If you asking for smoke I might
Pass, like a blunt im on fire
And im passionate
Sharp like a casket,
Im bobbin and weaving, a basket
Im doggin my
Menàge a trois and having fun
But now your all gone, and I'm alone writing poems
Butt naked in the basking sun
Weaving this basket, but this magic here has
good lyrics I can lead you to that
Maybe you looking in the wrong place so leave and perhaps
Like a basket we can be weaving through that
Then we can
long
Sing to me with your soft lungs
And I will whisper all day long
Sing to me with your wet lungs
The foam and the froth
Is a basket you're weaving
innocently
I'm weaving 808 baskets magnificently
I've been working hard, I've been rapping diligently
No aimbot but they listen they're never saying miss
Been
a straight edge to a cursive
I'm curving I'm speeding
This money I'm weaving
My basket full of bread rolls
From T Dot down to Fresno
Money talk and money
on the POLICE face
Sparked me a stray
Got my seatbealt fastened
Weaving like a basket
Through all this traffic
Found an off ramp
Fishtailed
Then I got it
weaving like a basket
I'm bout to get my bachelors, I'm bout to get my masters
I gotta spit some knowledge to these kids, I'm a master
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