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Feed the cat, grab the road map
Put the house key under the mat
Don't forget to leave the kitchen light on

Pack your bags, hit the trail
Tell
a glimpse of Rita, 
Filling in a ticket in her little white book. 
In a cap she looked much older, 
And the bag across her shoulder 
Made her look
the lu 
Where I'm shaggin' up a boiler with a nickle bag or two 
Gonna take her on home for tea at my flat 
Gonna shake her all night cuz that's where
you on'ya keisters waitin' for a trend to pop off?
You knock-off, Chinatown alleyway, circle jerk box-office ratings
YouTube reviewer, shut up
You
Box of soda, red and gold (red and gold)
Arm and hammer (Arm and Hammer)
Do the microwave and stove arm and hammer
Trap girl on my phone
She
water crackers
And some warm milo tea
Rub massage home made
Coco butter skin cream
Interior design of
Ights gold and green
And the vibes are pure
Don't be afraid it's only business
The alien prophet sighed
The vulture and the magpie took
The cash box from its hook

The monkey in the corner
Mosquito bites or busted light
No smelly smells or scary sounds
Will keep me from my post route

An envelop or package, a parcel or a box
Or a 53 pound
while I was still in elementary school
I discovered Daddy's tools
and amassed a small pile, of scrap lumber
and I built a rabbit box
and i set it
box cutter
You heard what I said motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out

Coka baby man you know I
Let me get lost
I'll drive you around 'till I run out of gas
Find me a boss
There are ripples in my tea 'cause an
Earthquake's coming
be Carol City
Used to sell dope just to feed the fam
Max box jumping with the kilograms
I feel your pain if you from Carol City
My last name should
Someone burned his schoolhouse down
And he's blinking in the sun
He's drying something in the sun
Ha! It's an old tea bag!
Now he rolls it up
Look! He
a glimpse of Rita, 
Filling in a ticket in her little white book. 
In a cap she looked much older, 
And the bag across her shoulder 
Made her look
your brain
Est-ce que tu veux get lit?
Deux onces avec le prince

Arizona Ice-Tea ajoute un peu de codeine
J’aurais envie de get wavy
Arizona Ice-Tea
of staining scabs
Scraped up by medics, and wrapped in plastic bags

Exploding pus and bile, abdominal saliva sprays
Coughing out your intestines,
would we care to all get in line
Get in line
Well you know
They asked us to stay for tea and have some fun
Oh, oh, he said that his friends would all
and footprints
Pulls up to my soap-box door
Now a lady with a pearl-handled necktie
Tied to the driver's fence
Breathes in my face
Bourbon and coke possessed
and footprints
Pulls up to my soap-box door
Now a lady with a pearl-handled necktie
Tied to the driver's fence
Breathes in my face
Bourbon and coke possessed
and footprints
Pulls up to my soap-box door
Now a lady with a pearl-handled necktie
Tied to the driver's fence
Breathes in my face
Bourbon and coke possessed
of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags
She's no time for talking, she just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home, in two carrier bags
So
the years
And leave a large bag of forgiveness
To give out to those who robbed me 
Of my laughter that sometimes filled my eyes with tears
And Santa
anything, but might die for nothin'

They want that old Danny Brown
To bag up and sell a whole pound
Might have to go and get my braids back
Matter
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

[Chorus]

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking

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