Lyrics:
what they had thought could be done
And if not this time
You will climb again
Well down below, seated on their cushioned chairs
A group of gawkers with
out for a fight
Ergo sum
The game's grown young
There's a danger now in the town below
And the hobble of gawker's look across the road
There's
beat
To let them all check out
Looks what she's found, when the gawkers and squawkers
Exchange their costumes
She loves the good-humor man
He says
things that didn't get on Gawker
Lots of tiny indiscretions way beyond the public eye
That if you saw would probably out me as a complicated guy
Mike says
an accident, I hope nobody died
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side
The gawkers roll and they creep slow
Hoping they can see a mangled body
at the Gawker house
These arms extended, I'm not givin' daps out
Pounds, pounds, pounds
Empty out the safe, put the money on the ground
Bitch, I love it
And all of this, to end up where I was before
The spreading ranks of timid gawkers
Who'd rather life be cruel than awkward
They're pushing me to make their
gawkers gazing at your chin
We ate
To nauseate
We are pale for a reason
hoc her
With those eyes man, she's a gawker
This is my space, no stalkers
I ain't got no pain
I ain't got no pain
I ain't got no pain
I ain't got no
around the block
My clothing shop is up
For nothing they were locked up
This shit I rock now
Said on it like a hawk now
They stare they're gawkers
Album's
sight
Brilliant stars guide my hike
Monuments in concrete slabs
Walking gawkers worship
Famous people, are named in the stars on this block
A walk
out that's a gawker mouth
U saying what you saying look at what they say
I see them girls they shouting they twisting
Everytime it's like this your
give it a rest
Im with all these
Babas
Titty
Poppers
Biddies
Gawkers
Liquies
Bottles
Im wit mixy models
Tipsy toppers
Its hard to keep they faith when
something undiscussed --
You're no pet and you'll learn to regret
That entrenched grin of yours
You wise ass hawker, stocking gawker
6 toed stalker, money
amongst the hawkers and the gawkers
Telling stories scribbled don on decks of cards
Flicking marbles through a mud stained maze of second hand ideas
Draw
avert your eyes
I guess boredom blinds as Shutters snap you only do this
When the cameras flash and your daring is challenged by gawkers and fans
Who
Wrote a 16 then I tossed it
If I wanted bullshit, I'd just read Gawker (facts, nigga)
Young Rick murder, I just shoot walkers
I'm a slave to this rap
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