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the clock 
I want to be a dog or I want to be a rock 

Sunday's pancakes Miss Mary Mack 
Color Polariods show my heart attack 
In my second-hand pants

on the first take
Jedi rap shit, I was blessed with on my birthday
Check my track record, I sit back and attack shit in the worst way
Never been washed,

Stapleton

Earl Sweatshirt

Earl

2010

dick
Ray say hey Earl's a real charming racist
Your birthday day, have some KK cake bitch
Habit have it, grab it fast and attack it, faggot
I'm above

Attack 'em like a dog off
The leash in a kennel
Fight for the people forever
Will it ever change? No, never
The Devil got control of the winner

We don’t

Elder Goose

Dance Gavin Dance

Downtown Battle Mountain II

2011

scared, not prepared
Lay down flat on your back
Open up girl let's play attack,
Lets waste our time.

(Back on top, but my blocks mowed down)
(Man I'm

her son shoppin' for a gun
Likes to dress to impress, quick to attack
When your punk-ass boys run, you know she's got your back
In a Benz with her

be 
queen of catastrophes

get well soon, ariana sang
my dad picked me up, couldn’t get out of bed
thought i was over panic attacks
20 going on 15

sound like
"Ratata-tat-TAT"
Were you inspired by cat's hat?
'Cause that's wack
Ineffective attacks
I'll make you pay like tax
Man I spit so fresh and so

knew i had to be important
And at this time
I had a thing
For lil ms.breunna
I seen her ass on instagram
The other day
And told her happy birthday
Girl i

is doomed and believe me
Coming for all of the smoke hope you niggas can see me
Been up for days birthday in may keep a tech for the fakes they tryna

since a kid I had a lot of shit up on my plate
Finally got a present from my mom 20 birthdays late
You know I’m back with it always been the same never

thought the answers location was yonder
Sick of wishing on a miracle happening one day
Fuck birthday wishes they never come true, how lame
Then again, I

Bash!
Coming in like a heart attack
Right to the throats of theses outcasts
Bomb to the face come and dispatch
These fake fucks can not match
This is

Today's the day of Stacey's birthday
She lives in a cul-de-sac- with
All the rich kids who socialise
With pool parties and the barbeques- with

it's going to sear
It's a scary old time of year it is
October 30th 'cuz his name is Juice
And he's on his drums and a birthday boy
Gonna be fifty-five,

off my chest
That's why I wear a vest
You know that I just invest
In my detest
To your attest
And that's a fact
I don't need to attack
Or retract
From

Some real shit as always
First off I love you and happy belated
To all the birthdays that I missed out on lately
It ain’t that you hate me it’s just

gun to my temple
Crying over instrumentals
Over thinking got me scheming
Man I want you back
My haters coming to attack
I'm praying that you got my back

back
With a track that'll lap and attract fans
Yall attached stans
That'll back hand
And attack anything that aint trappin'
Whats happening?
First track

As long as I've got my birthday oats, I'm gonna be fine tomorrow
Don't invite me I won't show, you don't care, you don't care
Rather be home, crying

with the God given gift like it's birthday
Never been the best, but you bet I made my sacrificies
My head saying, I'll just crash if I attack the mic

Getting panic attacks, I need benzos
Feel like the fuck is this meant for
Shit getting so bad, I need ten of those
'Til I forget this song's

our birthday suits
Handcuffs and ropes no I don't exclude
This truth or dare and we don't pick truth
You blow the whistle like a reff don't you
You can

Went to protest showed them how I react 
If they attack I got a bulletproof vest for my back

If I get shot while I run, add me to the list I hope that