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in Moesha
Got a lot, to break off, my hearts eager
If old love, is weight loss, then I'm a keeper
Uh
As we proceed
It's the return of crowded
With

that! What I need is some swagger to compete with these bastards
For female attention – I’m not tryin’ to get a teenager pregnant
But at least me and my

and recite these words on January the 2nd 2022
Less than two years away from my proposed execution
Which is scheduled to take place on November the 16th 2023

a penalty
Look at me
Fleeting by small degrees martyr and masochist rage in me
She's still here
Louder with passing years stronger than ever here
So just

world by the hand of God
Vrillon give me a ray gun
With military usurpation and collective self defense my persuasion
Break the white horse prophecy out

and all of you runnin'
Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin', these packs and I'm actually pumpin'
Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically

this cold 
So damn frigid 
I can't feel my soul
Hitting 30 years old
with still nothing to show
I used have some dreams 
I still have some goals
Money,

years old homie, what you really want from me?
I'm a building that is building my own self and personality
I cannot change it that is life and that's how

have children until I'm happy with where I'm going. This might be a problem if I get too old, especially for my husband. So I'd like to write a famous

I'm in the station - hard, concrete fridge
By this pieced-up bridge
She's always f#@*^n' late and doesn't even see the pisstake
Been 2 years and I'm

A couple of months ago
I was out drinking with an old friend of mine
What did he say to me
He said he’d like to curse his
Ex girlfriend just one time

Ibby mentioned my name and her ears picked up, because I had ruined her plan of being with Herman because I wouldn't get with her and be her mask for

back with after 6 months
This filth? What the peanut butter
And jelly bullshit going on
Huh brazzi? Ya niggas
Ain’t even worth my fucking rhymes, man

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Yes Sir, I Will

Under Thatcher's unfeeling guidance the scenario is one year early.
With the cold mechanism of the pin ball arcade
We're flicked around as numbers by

and cabinets were filled to the brim with my loneliness
It's just the way it goes
When you're too anxious just to say hello
He thinks too much and such people

like a loose not
We ain't intimidated by your bravado you got hit once and gave it up like a piñata
The game has since changed and I ain't fucking with

Decked up in this yellow jumpsuit called skin
Immured in this blue-domed cell with no exit
Vision blurred as tears suffused my eyes
The world was and still

planetary systems tries to avoid
The stars spreading positivity get destroyed
Swallowed whole by black holes of negativity
My eyes and my blinds stay shut

a call from my dog name Jalen
And when he hear this song he gon probably think I'm crazy
See we just had a good conversation
Plus he rep Baltimore

built different, I was never breastfed
When I was two years old
I was dropped on my head
In school like Dej Loaf, they'd try me
But just like the second

balling, heads turn, woah
None y'all, messing, with this, flow
Merch shop, all in, it's gon, go
Can't stop, woah, can't stop, woah
Ay, all my homies say,

My pretty little thing
So I’m stuck here, now, with the blame
And now I’m famous, in shambles
Takes quite the toll on my health
Getting raped like

directed at me
Like a four-year-old at Narita Airport
Whenever the bitch visited
Attempting an assist visit
I saw my step-sis
Cock debating Cyst visiting

I'm not the one I used to know
I'm not the one I used to know

I'm a degenerate 22-year-old ignorant sinner
sent here care of my shoe souls from