Lyrics:
borrowed paperbacks
That you really should give back
The uniform invites the war
The lighthouse calls the storm
Be quiet perhaps if no one knows
We might be
worth any king's shilling
I will answer when they make that call, pull upon this ragged uniform
Up 'til now I know it's been your trade
Spit
hand)
Gettin' called from parents (parents)
God calls for prayer rants (prayers)
Thou strong for their hands (yeah)
I forgot what fear is (yee)
I
Apple like Mac
That's that computer love
I kill that p****
But I don't go to the funeral
Cause I'mma wear this a** out like a uniform
So ride this dick
Call me consumer
The entertainment hunter
I bit the hook
That I will never be good enough
I'm catching up to those around me
Secure my uniform
new statement for all of womankind
I wish they could see us now
In leather bras and rubber shorts
Like some ridiculous new team uniform
For
Lincoln tunnel
Lincoln town cars
Boarding schools
Held in high regard
Uniforms they never fit me well
Twin sized bed
I take the top bunk
Mid semester
new statement for all of womankind
I wish they could see us now
In leather bras and rubber shorts
Like some ridiculous new team uniform
For
life's a joke
You're just pathetic you're always broke
Your homemade Star Trek uniform
Really ain't impressin' me
You're sufferin' from delusions
life's a joke
You're just pathetic
You're always broke
Your homemade Star Trek uniform
Really ain't impressin' me
You're sufferin' from delusions
Is there anybody here who'd like to change his clothes into a uniform?
Is there anybody here who thinks they're only serving on a raging storm?
Is
On the contrary, uniforms do the same uniform
therefore the king is one after the same pawns
I am not persecuting others but persecuting fashion
if
off the street
Let's ride, ride how we ride
Got a black uniform and a silver badge
Playing cops for real, playing cops for pay
Let's ride, low
nerves?
The way you wind-up
When you throw me those curves?
I hear him yell, "strike",
And it's a good call
It's so hard to keep my eyes on the ball
really wanna show you
Biggs you took it too far, I go too hard
Corporate thuggin', I got killers on the Zoom call
Hustle too smart, and they don't do
Walk blind, no more spirits
Keel the camera and dampen up the segueway to the sun
Mirror ball, shake and call
Fever drapes across the traces of your
bad got me wishing I could sign her
Uniform Isabel Marant when you on the team
Double MG them other niggas fell off, baby girl I just wanna see you
We gotta expand
Distribution New York Chicago LA
I piss 15 fuckin' kilos
Young Pablo fuck the five oh
Rollin big dro in a blue Diablo
I see the feds
gotta Study
Text me at High Noon, don't call me
Hmm, hmm, normal distribution, samples call me
Bimodal numbers, its been faulty
Five-hundred million, just
Lucy the dancer dem are call her
Beautiful shape, pretty smiling face
And she smells nice too
She got a lovely tattoo
Late night movement
Three
you everything like you're my doctor
Yah, yah
It's the uniform, fantasy dick - unicorn
Feeling me, feeling you, head feeling warm
Head break, headaches
of the word
And if you call me brother now
Forgive me but I must inquire
"Just according to whose plan?"
When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I
Ridin' wit a G in a G-wagon
Money callin'
I'ma call it back cause we still at it
Supa wifey
Got a pretty face, she a real savage
And that ring
no mans protected
To each is own, grab a gun off the shelf
Cause in a warzone, the call is every man for self
Cause in a warzone, the call is every
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