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as Theresa May
Which reminds me, half of you man here dance funny
Cant co-ordinate your legs let alone the whole country
Mad, whats that? staying in Europe is

to the rhythm
Be another dance floor victim
That body doing no good being hidden
All the shit in the past, forget it, cause I forgot
And I don't care, I'm just

The eye in the middle
Fuck the man in the mirror
I hated him since a lil kid
I'm smacking the blunt again
Um, get some love in your life
Whether that be

No one to talk to
Felt like malcom in the middle
If I had a penny or nickel
I'll fuck that shit up in my circle
Ah
Wait for the beat drop
Outta town

In the middle of the deep dark winter 
Days are bleak and the nights are long 
There's a fire burning in my anger 
To break down the ice 
And light

it's not in our heads, it's from the outside." But from where?
Mind you, we're locked inside of a fucking tin
In the middle of fucking space, no

after bottle
What's the word? Tell me now
Did you even fuck the model?
Did you bring her to your house though
Middle finger all up in her pussy doesn't

on a beat
You can tell by the trees in the garden
I don't move like the goat
I feed your brains with the greenies
Middle finger to the wave
Everything they

babe
When somebody cares

Oh love ooo it makes me wanna kiss your lips
And slow dance in a crowded room with your hands around my hips
And it makes me

This rap is brought to you by my paycheck from subway
Fuck you steve
Wait a minute
Haven’t vibed with S.L.A.T. in a brick
Got my new shoes fitted

Gold here
But no Prezzo
I'm, Streetwise I was raised in the ghetto
Where the money don't come straight
Piggy in the middle
I ain't on that game
My

another chance
I wake do my dance brush my teeth I'm the man
Gotta move this dope hit the door get the dough
I fell in love with trappin got this trap shit

but yours. So be it…

From every tears that fell before I'm passing through it standing tall
In the middle of the widest nowhere
You have never left me

Throw that ass just for me
She a bad bitch but she dance good 
Jenny True religion jeans
Posted in the club with a bad one

Empty out ya pockets 
She

bands inside my pants
And you know I love the money but I love it when we dance
Yes I'm dancing with the devil in a trance we're holding hands oh no
Baby

head
I want to dance with you at our prom
Then talk and drink some wine with our friends
On the beach by the cemetery
And then leave and catch last bus

Yeah
Look, this beat is right in my alley
Can't you tell just by the way that I'm talking
I walk accordingly with every step
It's something light but

prison
Move your body be a slave to the rhythm
Be another dance floor victim
That body doing no good being hidden
All the shit in the past forget it cause

She's at an empty dance club suspended in the middle of a rambling sentence.
Guitar four says, "if you still believe in the grace of man,
Let me introduce

stackin' now
Middle finger to the government
They a pack o' clowns
We've been in the streets
Tryin' to traffic pounds
Now we on beats by Snowgoons
With

I Know You Strapped

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now

2003

and I'ma show you that tonight
All it takes is one killer to step and we can start a fight
In the middle of the club, bitch wasup we can do this shit

Uber up in a foreign
Walkin' straight by the doorman
See them haters in the corner
Middle finger then ignore em
Bottles stay popped
Glasses filled

I am somewhere in between the silver surfer's dreams  
Of Fantastic-4 erotica and doing something mean  
Oh will someone please just stop me 'fore I

Sigh by molten sigh
Come and rise
Clad in golden sky
And stone disguise

Deep red clay and earthly things
For flesh and bone
West wind dance for