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Rocko von Murdercore
Led a cartoon life
a sloppy mouth Crapscallion
With lots of love to give
That unscrupulous ne'er-do-well
Made his moves

Put it in drive, I'll be outside
I'll be on the way i'll be on the way
You can meet me in five, I'll be
All night, I'll be a-all day, yeah

My, my AP

"I don't cry, I've been stabbed
I've been hit by chairs
But the bottom line is!" " all we ask is"
"I'm talking right now, let
Me tell you something,

cemetery
Imma great guy when I take five just to make rhymes in the day light
Break spines when it's late night if they think that it's still playtime
They

a lot of work done
But none of that work they expected due
3 AM is when the club close girl
But by than I'm jus gettin started girl
You the life

since I been seeking forgiveness to avoid being cursed
God, I know I tried to reverse Robin Hood a major purse
And that's fucked up, but
People done a lot

baabi ka yehu nsem bone a  ohyaye soo

Our success go come sooner
By 25 wanna pull up in a beamer
I said to myself se manhye hwee kraa mpo de no be 5

I'd come running back to you
Been dreaming about you every day and night
Trying to run away from all of your lies
You were nothing but my death in

it'll even out

Thousand dollar beaters
Came along way
Put some mileage on my sneakers
Made my own plays
Now I got a lot reefa
Been gliding all day

need people to live
And to survive

I look at my hands and each has five fingers
Though not the same their differences make them unique
Making the hand

my skin
Like a supernova engulfing

Can't make sense of the days
All blur into one
Honestly I'm not having a lot of fun
Is this a rebound? 
A relapse?

(yeah, nah)
Me and just the guys, hey
Chillin' on a Friday
Tired from the week, no sleep tho
Feelin' minus five, so we
Keepin' cool inside, they

up at 5 late night I be tripping
A lot on my mind I can't get out my feelings
The way that I climb this shit I envisioned
Mind on the prize set in

Lofgen
Reject in full, Type-1 Error
Know you're tired, we all just studied for three hours
Lyin' to me all night
Rejecting Nulls out of spite
Less than

Yeah
TerraNor
Yeah
Please cut my voice
It took me 5 years to write this
Cause I breakdown every time I try recite this

Yeah
It's getting late,

5am, me and the gang just summer rollin' Windows down so high, we floatin
Not worried bout life, we just in the moment
Wont stressed a bit, just

need a 5 piece 
She wanna tell me she in love
I just need a dime piece 
Late night swangin' in these streets 

I feel like Im bout to buy the rockets 
I

They talking on my name but getting backdoor by they mans 
Playing in that water you might grow into a strain 
We got different Glocks we ain't worry

Woke up in the late night hours, time to go Hit RMC up, the studio
Grab my bags, my keys, my faith, and out the door
Five hours of driving, down

I left all my trauma stronger
It was all for the best
Too much darkness molded by it
Now I'm out of the pit
So I'm Bruce Wayne and Lane
Why you settle

By the time you hear this ill probably be fired
Working a nine to five never felt more uninspired
Do what you have to / to get where wanna go

throat by a dick man
I got two three one six five man
I was there on the corner
You know what it is
I'm selling croissants
Like a fuckin' grandma
Grandma,

I'm booked nine to five
Working on my tech
Looking in the mirror
Fuck it's you again

Fit in with the night
Only for the culture
Aggravated, I'm

cin't like I'm still five years old you know 
cin't like imma be sitting' up every night askin my mom
When's daddy coming' home you know
Who needs