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Okay, this is Sam We want to hear a recap of this weekend Like a play-by-play song of this project What a crazy weekend, ain't gon' lie Ain't got
got the 12 on they team They like Ben beli If god was going off the paper You'll have the bitch with the big belly They like how you do a drive-by in
apart of the mission You gotta do right by yourself Even if you gotta serve some bells Give fuck what that dog gone smell Too much coke made em nostrils
Lil Debbies they just want the creme pie (inside) Fake love, now they want to reply (oop) How things change as time go by like Boys talking crazy like
We were standing on the highway Cars raced by on either side No one stopped or yelled it felt a little strange In the heavy metal hurricane I took
what is next Carry on People raised by hurricanes Our minds don't think the same Get along Little doggies don't you feel the breeze I'm pretty sure that
Hurricanes and flooding getting worse from climate change Desperate refugees are met with white nationalist rage Elon buying everything he's too dumb
you dirty, while life Treating me very well My pockets rikishi Your shit looking a little frail Talk hella shit I talk shit when I'm shittin' Got
State Shouts to Pragz, that brother wise Got respected , that's what I gave Custom leather done by Guap If he did em, then it's flames Yuttas stitched up
syndrome you ignored Well you left her in a shell down by the ocean With two sunken ships on a hurricane shore Things get a little hazy after you flew I
the champion sound, you gettin' bucked down Recognize the Boot Camp Clik out of Bucktown Gun-thirsty little bastard, always blasted From the sacks
the champion sound, you gettin' bucked down Recognize the Boot Camp Clik out of Bucktown Gun-thirsty little bastard, always blasted From the sacks
"Nobody every goes in, and nobody every comes out" Where's the choklit? Where's the choklit? Where's the choklit? One boy entertained by The torments
I remember the winters when time It just stood still Making love by the fireside God it felt so real And I still feel it burning when I look into
you riding on your bike In a corduroy jacket in the night Past the hydrangeas that were blooming in the alley With a galloping dog by your side When I
that pass by like a meteorite Throw on your favorite reel that's good to go On the analog player watch the people glow Sit back to the breeze let
to herself Sitting by a window - breathin' on the glass Time will tell, time will pass 'Cause when you're young sometimes little things seem larger than
a beat like this when you move like that do the hurricane Yeah that's where It's at Can you feel the groove creepin' up real slow take it step by step
the partys jumpin And I just wana stay Move, move, move a little closer Its gettin high but to breath Move, move, move a little closer Keep groovin to the beat
Coffee and a smoke, wow, what a joke The leg I have to stand on finally broke Found a little history on my screen Too little too late, you scream at me
Turns me your slave Come and do with me any little thing that you want to Anything, baby just let me get next to you Am I insane or do I really see
little twirl see it all just go down Seeing it like a hurricane hurl God damn feel the struggle What’s this, all I do is it laying out on a mental note
I was born like a bird in the land of hurricanes I realized that my wings inherited shiny chains Oh it was the very first day that turned into
Make Up Your Bed Hey boy stop screaming, at your wife, I believe she's trying to straighten up your life, Little Sister, stop fussing and fighting
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