Lyrics:
Spanish
Like avatar I vanish
Now my life is living lavish
My alter egos are dynamic
Thylak Bogger is electric
You might not get the message
It’s a lot
one knows that you're there
I'm sure you're going to talk about
How you dyed your hair
Now here we are, six months later
And the same thing happened
Looking any better than you did
And all the kids at school
They were wishing they were me that night
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It
then I flip the switch
I can't fuck with them, I'd rather be dead in a ditch
You made fun of me as a kid, now I'm getting rich
I'm feelin' faded, I'm
burning up any fossil fuels
Or drivin' a Hummer, looking like a fool
Now, don't sleep, I like to look cool
But I influence kids in public schools
So
Scott concert
Ten people died, thousands got hurt (damn)
Thinkin' bout that 9 year old that's the saddest part
You know Uncle Murda love the kids
Despite not having looked at them once
"You know we are born
With those vile characteristics
The desire to create, to express"
She spit's the words out
in me baby you ain't got to
Get on to tha next I ain't about to try to stop you
I was blinded by the fact that a Nigga had to drop you
But who are you
but right now I'm standin tall...
And you don't know me
It's funny how one kid can cause so much confusion
Parents should be happy I'm the dop
on a silent night
By a violent light
I am real!
I am missy girl!
I have a home and things that are mine!
Mommy's on a cloud now
Above a cloud
So set the fatal
you ain't smoking no more weed in here, man
Chill man
Bobby Steels
Somebody go to the store, man, fuck that shit
Sup kid?
Get baking soda
Yo
you ain't smoking no more weed in here, man
Chill man
Bobby Steels
Somebody go to the store, man, fuck that shit
Sup kid?
Get baking soda
Yo
you? Heard you were in town, but I never saw ya
Tried to call ya, where are ya?
In Paris? What a beautiful destination
In Paris, right by the Eiffel,
High times by the riv
With the kid
Kickin' it
Puffy Amy, a yume I'm high high
Speed racer no tapper I fly by
Don't say yes to the Captain It's Aye
treat em just like my mother's kids
I can buy this bitch the world
She'll still complain bout some other shit
She don't call me by my rap name
She like
you're your only own
True blue buddy now
When you are feeling down
You rely on yourself
To pick yourself
Up off the ground
It's no one else's job to help
the N the A to the S-I-R
And If I wasn't, I must've been Escobar
You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
Hair parted with a barber's preciseness,
BEEKABOO: Hey kids! Do you know the holiday that we celebrate in October!?
[while sunny and billy are playing their toys, beekaboo flies into
so now I'm gettin burly gettin burly) All the shit that I done see, prolly turn you girly turn to girl) Swear to God that ima make it, R.I.P to Shirley
I feel, if you ain't with it, then guess we could be friends
Cut off, now Im sittin' by my lonely, really thought you would be the certified homie
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm f- up?
And mom, I know he's not around
But don't
Mom, I know I let you down
And though you say the days are happy
Why is the power off and I'm fucked up?
And mom, I know he's not around
But
where you at, so I'm parting the seas
Let's talk about it
I took a couple to the dome
Tryna build a happy home
Are we meeting at the show?
Tryna do sum?
you'll find trust
Oh wow the kids are getting so wise
cnd why do we act surprised?
Raised by a base
Of faded mistakes
cnd daisy-chain lazy
Lessons from
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