Lyrics:
me
I got my day ones dripping
I told my bro they ain't no quitting
I took a L and flipped it
Claiming he gang but that boy is a Biscuit
I got a leg
? They're still the same
We grew up with basic shows, like Paddington Bear
For recess we could only afford a lamington square
The flames up above one day
Told myself i wanna be a rapper
Always with the facts i ain't never been a capper
Still for ravenous for the paper
Fuck you flossin for my nigga
day job
Know the folk where it virgin Mary toast by the loaf
Thanks bob
Shh, every night at 12 they would march out from the back
With a tray
bitch get outta my face
I don't wanna date you over AIM
Trying me on MySpace come over to my place
We could do it every day
To my way by biscuit the limp
get away 'cause then when would i see you again, another day?
Your face was all I needed to see on a daily basis my heart in you're hands would make
You're the only one pa mi
Need you right by me, do you write bout me
In my sights I see, cuando respiras me gusta asi
Tome como tu silla that's fit for
and I again
No distractions, alone with my thoughts
And what a wild night it's been
Cocktails and disco biscuits
And the night bus can be a terrifying
strafe the sky
As Disco Johnny hustles by
Man, those feet can fly, high
Well, tonight let's dance and risk romance
Baby, let's take a chance
We'll
a millennium chains
Chilling, in the staircase, surrounded by killings
With bank rolls, bang those, bang your main hoes
You was in love with the pussy, it
it all red
getting in your head
fun by fun
day is done
let's stay up
never go to bed
it's a perfect night
we're gonna do it right
cruising
Annihilating each other day by day
Exposure to the fragility
Of our fleeting existence
Do we need to keep looking for something
We don't need to look for?
Do we
your mom with that mouth, young boy?
You don't even know what a tongue is for -
Wait till you'll turn sixteen by the end of the summer.
She thinks I'm
Walk up in a disco, and they playing Sisqo
Hit the dance floor, get approach by six hoes
Just another day in the playboy lifestyle
Bitches see my
off the dresser and get on my day
Send praise up as I raise up Just thankful for the day
Make the best of my situation While I'm out here getting paid
I
Shrooming pals and pop-ops with biscuits
Plot lines should've popped out my writtens I'll always be lifted
When nobody knew us, one day we'll miss this
body down to the ground
Gotta holla' to my fellas who be hangin' by the
Bathroom door
Waitin' for the honeys dance in the dance floor
Push up
for existence in
This KFC biscuit
Eyedea, Blockhead, Atmosphere, Aesop Rock
(What?) who the fuck you think left
Them cracks in your sidewalk?
Eyedea
matress like crazy glue
So there I lay, for half the day just thinkin'
Got up to brush my teeth cause my breath started stinkin'
But I was all alone so
mouth bang out now.
This is a never dug disco, Zoo York tycoon, memorandum bonanza banter clamp crunk out the fish bowl. Gorgeous how struggling gills
Just saw him every Boxing Day
How the hours just slipped away
What have you brought me this time Norman
A plane powered by an elastic band
Seemed
ziwe valid
Persistent all day without giving up
Nitafly up above with my unseen wings
Unabelieve basi sing with me
Overcoming the challenges is the way
"congratulations"
Waitin' for the day to pay myself
To mail these cards out, they all say "you played yourself"
That's so petty, my wife said I need a mani
I been
scream
People dying every day for things we never clean
We check online banking and make sure to hop on stream
A toast to the spiritual poison we spill
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