Lyrics:
being a real you
(Yo, is that it?) Hell naw, nigga, got more to tell
I ain't feel your albums like I swam in Orajel
XL an artist you can't control
Have
steer
Play it by heart, or play it by ear
It's you that I want here
We glance through our wedding album
A record of our vows
Things we wanted, too young
Thought my last drop was fire shit
Wait til the next one
Everything I touch
Murder it
We leave it REDRUM
Psychedelic touch
You’re mesmerized
By all my words
Fart 1, Fart 2, Fart 3
They're long streams of pure poetry, formed by as many searchable keywords as possible
This is where the work transcends
Every
crept
Into the game, we're skipping the steps
Breaking the windows the house will be swept
The game I will get, I have to possess
Time is like money I
Come on
We gon' see it through
More than just an album, this is DS2
Gotta be ready to go as soon as He said move
Rebuking any evil and them demons
The reason that I came
Is bleeding from the veins
Of the people 'cause we're equal
Only freedom is the aim
This album has been in the
Making a quarter century
What the fuck is this shit that you were asking?
No I got no chill bitch what the fuck did you think
That I was Alaskan? you're just mad at the fact
motherhood
And we fall out of touch
In your absence I write songs again every day
Haunted by ghosts of the dope ass albums you would've made
Until two years
got hit by a speeding train of thought
Cause I did not see it coming or hear the sound
And what you're hearing now is a potent distillation
Little slice
you're vexed
I can see it in your eyes and your neck
I'm like, come on dog, your wife is a pest
Just being a guy makes me a threat
Just seeking advice can
I pull up in a trolley
You won't catch me playing with dollies
You're hiding in burrows
While I'm out here spending Euros
The following sixteen
frequencies to make you run me back and move your body
I might rock bit but I get pack and roll something like a dolly
Bitch I'm a stoner don't need no perc
Get
And by the way boy this is no machine you're talking to
Can't ya tell this is Austin and I still love you.
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
do)
When I do my love to you
Do I do (do I do)
What you do (what you do)
When I do my love...Nate!
I know the record is about to end
But we're
bitch, you're an eyesore
LiL SKiT's out bitch to tickle taints more
LiTTLE SKiTTY, this is silly
This is silly, LiTTLE SKiTTY
LiTTLE SKiTTY, this is silly
is too cold cut-able man, geah!
Bakka-bakka, shots flowing here
Swizz, get 'em! What up?
Lox album, Eve album
"One Man Band Man" bitch!
him on the bench?
Rico "Put him in the game" there it is ok "in the game coach" yea
Alright ok the next song we're gonna play is called "Regular" ha ha
Kate, I'm honoured to have you, my daughter
Sing on my Chrstmas album with me
Here is a lovely song called Winter Wonderland
And maybe you could
and lit
cll cause he tried to sell a tape by sucking marshalls dick
Binge, gobbling, you're not in the top ten thousand artists
Even if you started bobbing
too
This is just the mixtape but the album gon' slap too
Goteem Goteem Goteem by surprise
New music on the way, and you ain't know 'til yesterday
Make
not a cover band
We're here to make an album of original songs"
He said, "Yeah, I guess that was wrong"
I said, "Yeah man, everything is sort
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