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to roar distraction
Pricked by the cactus poor baby so hapless
Pricked by the taxes now everybody fractious
I'll take another lap while everything collapses

I'd rather hang out with you more
Than anybody else
And whenever we're together
I start to question myself
I'll be completely honest
There's no

Deception Bay

Milk

Deception Bay

2018

me
Talk to me, talk to me
You can't just walk right by me
(No you can't just walk now)

You never said why you went away (never said)
We'll meet

clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky

Spark the izm, my expertism, is

kick make my wrist hurt
VVd my wrist cause the stick made it swole up
Tris to the head I do not pour no four up
Por favor Mi amor Tryna get my goals up

Lips are tasting sweet yah 
Your love is tasting sweeter 
Moscato by the litre 
My chain be in the freezer 
Martinis with Martina 

Baby sipping lean

Tell me how the fuck they gonna reach us
Better reach out for a feature
School of hard knocks no teachers
Bout to blow up like speakers
Bout to leave

with our chest so there’s no turning back 
Trade a 20 for a slushie and some cash 

“I got that loud homie!”
Never smoked grass but I won’t say that

I hate your voice bitch, won't give it praises
Low life by choice and I ain't gonna help you raise it
Bring it down, your voice keep escalating
But

Znaczy tak po pierwsze no to musisz mieć ten hajs
Cię wkręcę tak że będziesz brał go robiąc dobry rap
Choć prędzej będzie jak zrobimy to nieco prościej

switch up
Ain't no hard feelins I'm wishing you good luck
I can't lyyye, I miss your touch, your got that good love
All your hugs, all your kisses got me

I'm gonna hit the beach
Take a swim in the ocean
Work on my tan with cheap crappy lotion
Lay in the sand and watch
The world pass me by
I'm gonna seize

like Christmas carols
Empty out the fucking clip
That's thirty something hollow tips
Grab the pistol by the barrel
And beat you with the mother fucking

dope
Went to LA got me some coke
FaZed him with a 360 no scope
Nah I’m just kiddin’, I’m holy, got blessed by the pope
Homie Javi ‘bout to change

do things 
We keep it fly as a plane
I was amazed
Shorty had that fire pack
And I couple of js
Oh no 
Two more 
Shots on the way 
Ima have to wait 
Ima

we judging by your bars you don't even need to rap 
I'm the top of the class while I'm sittin' in the back 
If it don't make dollars then the cents

move to mars
I can never stop like the brakes ain't been installed yet

First off Im a very hot bastard
Need that honey with my bread no mustard
Fill her

saw it
That's the vindication
Time fly by with no indication
And it's all just a mini vacation
Red rubber ball to the essays
Two tests and that project

by greasing the wheels
You're always keeping it real, ma
Forever keeping it real
I keep my side of the deal
Because the city raised an angel when they

People are always talking
But what happens when the talk isn't cheap and it is what it is?
Well, what I mean by this is, Hillary Clinton
Man, I

Time to step on some bunions
Throw rocks, hide they hands
And from there, get to running
Ain't no love in the streets
Athletic combines
Nine to five's

On the other side there's light
But now I got wings so there's no worries
I ain't been out my head
I been a bit mean but a bit more mannered
Had to raise them

without 'em
Demons everywhere, I use to hang around them
And I ain't had no love for myself
It was me against everyone else
Swear I would've died without

a crime totototo
Smile oh can scare you off
Police are not the one you can trust
Today you Shake hands with shotgun
Slippery man no honour
Smiles oooh can