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We seek to repair but deny the downfall
And through the dark, I hammer still
Trying to break these pillars down
They will crush, they will crush us
a fucking bit
I'm still a stupid slut
You'd grab my face by the cheeks
Our lips would meet for a fleeting moment
Then use your fist to grab my hair
And smash
I fall into the skyline, I hang on the horizon
I choke upon my poison, I lay beside an omen
I wash away my knowledge, and regurgitate my garbage
My
here
I'll crush every doubt and every fear
Clothesline the shame and you will answer to the rain
Wonderful wonderful, wonderful wonderful
You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too
I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by
And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try
You play hard
there's a vibe between our eyes, imagine when we fuck
But I'm not tryna dive into it, ain't gotta rush it
Holding hands down by the ocean
Bubble bath ready
tears.
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out
of my apartment
Complex on a ten speed which I've acquired parts that I
Find in the garbage, a frame and put tires on it
Headphones on, straight ahead
house" money
I got that "I can build a mall right by your house" money, hold up
Say you got that 550, you talking 'bout that Benz, nigga? (Come on)
Say
Here I sit by my window thinking about all the things that I've been through
There were times where I never thought I get to where I got to
Had
the distant memory of enlightened pigs and open wounds
The rebels will begin to perish
One by one they should
Feel the fear of dying young
Do not ignore
fault
It got me by surprise
You were an instant crush
Till now I realize
You need to leave with the trash
You were annoying, I can't deny
But your beauty
into a lifetime
Sharing kisses in a lifetime
cnd by the end you gonna be mine
I gotta crush on you baby
Chours:
I gotta crush
I gotta crush
I gotta
Peel me a grape
Crush me some ice
Skin me a peach
Save the fuzz for my pillow
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice
You've got to wine me and dine
To whip up some support, a rabble rousing mission
That I think we must abort, he is dangerous
(Outside)
Jesus Christ Superstar
He is dangerous
Look
can hear that
Been saved again by the garbage truck
I got something to say, you know, but nothing comes
Yes, I know what you think of me, you never
.40 in my Fendi belt
Getting so much cash I don't need a wallet
You smoking on that trash, throw it in the garbage
Young street nigga coming from
'm rocked by winds and am soaked by rains
And I bow and sometimes bend
Until I fall and crush the forms
Of a few small friends who stood through storms
At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did
Peel me a grape
Crush me some ice
Skin me a peach
Save the fuzz for my pillow
Talk to me nice, talk to me nice
You've got to wine me and dine
me
What's your Sun
I can see the stars in your eyes
You don't gotta blush
I'm loving your spirit
And your soul
You my crystal crush
Crystal crush, baby
I'm garbage, huh?
And that food that y'all took off my table
You know that feed my daughters, huh? (Mmm)
But I ain't really mad 'cause when I look
You got that perfect smile
You got those sparkling eyes
Oh, you're so beautiful and
I want you by my side
I swear I've seen you in a
Magazine or in
surfin and I'm HD ready
So I flip, garbage is all I'm getting
The Simon Cal, who folks want to disembowel
He oppens his mouth, always say something fowl
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