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I just make the music that the models be requesting
Smooth when I walk
Don't hit me with no phones calls
I don't wanna talk
Just killed another
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
on the phone, you left me all alone
All I get from you is shellshock
Another day goes by and all I do is cry
All I get from you is shellshock
I'd tell
NO HEART LIKE GRINCH
CHOPPING YOUR BABY MUMMAS DOWN LIKE IN AMERICAN PIE, I'M FINCH,
I - ROLL WITH BLINK BUT I DONT FLINCH, EVERY PAGE I TURN
ANOTHER
stress tho I got a crazy flow
Call it 4lokos mixed with a 40 ounce and cali hydro
I light up and just go explode on the scene
Living the american dream
fast money and finer things
'Cause she's a boss, but at loss for everything that gleams
Call us rejects, punks and misfits
Just don't call
the only explanation.
Grabs Sonita by the hair, down to the basement.
Hearts racing like she knows her life's about to be taken.
They look her in
We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine
In the whip with the suicide doors
Maybe they call 'em that cause
Once you got it all what do you want for?
the Sweat and effort of
The cook or chef
The food is placed with purpose upon a plate, by another as a Finished product
The last stage of producing art is
someone really cared
Well they'd take the time to spare
A moment to try and understand
Another one's despair
Remember in this game we call life
That no one
The power games and bribes
All lobbying for a piece of ass
Of the stars and stripes of corruption
Makes me feel so ashamed
To be an American
When we're
I stood tall and took it all
Watched them reject my calls
Yet now the tend to call
Cause they see I keep a smile through it all
Everytime things seem
someone open my eyes
Caught in
A mess
My heart it bleeds with feelings
I can't
Reject
I'm in too deep, I hear
Nothing
But fear
Would someone help me
"Stalkin', walkin' in my big black boots"
"Stalkin', walkin' in my big black boots"
God damn, another fuckin' payback with a twist
the art, a canvas, all the art on your skin
About the art, the magic that is cast on winds
You've got to have the heart to last in a craft of kings
All about
them all Lexus's but no health insurance
"Cool" And take that ESL out the schools
Crack was made for them so make sure they smoke it all
Prescribed by
apart
Tales of another broken heart
Now you want me, but you can never have me
Feels so good to hardy reject you
Crawl back or ill kung-fu you
See yaaaaa
every scene by heart,
they all went by so fast
If he's passin' back this way,
I'm not that hard to find
Tell him he can look me up if he's got
me Ginger
And I say:
"I don't think that's appropriate!"
'Cause only a ginger can call another ginger Ginger
And all the ladies they agree it's
if we had the time to have your heart, to call you mine
It hurts to know our time is up
I guess we'll have to see another life
Another life, another
I got high hopes call that American Spirit
All my homies smoking cigs
That's American Spirits
I be chiefing funky
Got me feeling delirious
Now I'm
and white like a newspaper
But I'm waiting for my paycheck that's hitting on Tuesday
So I can breathe a sigh of relief
This American dream a life that I'm
give my all but get nothing back
Heart split open by your acts, can't repair it to the max
Heart gets smaller every second maybe I should read some Acts
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