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I go alone on the street And see grey sky I walk slouching and looking at my feet How clamped am I I look stupid, sloppy in front of everyone Even
taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Ah,
taken form For what is this rough beast Its hour come at last Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born Ah,
this slouching towards Bethlehem? What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem? What beast is this slouching towards Bethlehem To be born? Prepare
bout how she ain't gotta man I switch up the flow like my outfits feet up on the industry's couches Words like bullet holes leave you slouching Im
she's so bhad (so bhad,so bhad) Bouncing on that (ye) And she get to slouching got me touching on that (Goddamn) Touching on that (woah) Told her "get
went Round trips after round trips Ooh she throws it & throws it, they slouching Hell, who the hell let you be my everything? Even if it's not my fault
Pacing back and forth Some vanity is what I need But I'm stuck slouching I lie awake When all my dreams fall short Of everything that I could be If
of view For us to have to live like this It just aint right It just aint right It just aint right It's like a nightmare rose up slouching towards Bethlehem
controls deploymentof a thousand phantom jets Slouching towards bethlehem Up to his tricks Dealing with a real b666 Were livin'in a madhouse, you know
go reminisce Past dismissed, got a niche I don't know how yet Don't leave room Drama on my couch like watch it slouching on my mood Never hit, shot did
ebbing like a tributary To the ocean where we gather in a soggy singularity Shame shame so glad you came Didn't ask but here you are Slouching in
I hadda raise the ladder all these fake ass clown ass rappers Why y'all slouching in ya sloucher got me preaching but no pastor Yea I got knocked
vainglorious loutz So sing up sing up sing up sing up a terrible beauty is born Slouching down, to old Bristol town So come on, bring me back from the dead
dreaming feeling all right Trying my best to sit tight Losing control losing sight But slouching through the night I'm a night owl I don't rise early I
Bridge Pose Chorus Bridge pose, yes its easy to do Helps your back if you’ve been slouching school Strengthens your stomach and your shoulders too
me sitting, see me slouching Like my mama, in my feelings, I be drowning I be drowning, see me sitting, see me slouching Like my mama, in my
and slouching And I'm tired of running too. Fingers erased to blood, Erased feet in boots. And dust says somewhere Roads never lead to a dead end Dust says
You need the pack? Imma send it, get it to ya in a minute These other rappers just pretending, I'm bout the green like spinach Never slouching for
I've been on the port-side I've been slouching out, inside my mind I hear all the people saying live another fucking life Cause I've been living in
And I may have been committing treason in my picture Eating, crying, half-exploding Bleeding, frying, teeth eroding Slouching, screaming, math decoding
Okay okay okay Mess with me now One phone call have you moving down south Even when I'm sick never slouching around Always chasing my dreams that's
show Slouching her way to nirvana I'm spinning somewhere close Find me whenever up feels sideways Grab my hand I won't let go Won't let go when you get
slouching Work, bastard Work For fuck's sake Come on, fool Run, fucker Run, fucker Find the wherewithal To move and Work, fucker Work That is all we ask
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