Lyrics:
сыпет
Запустил ae больше двух раз уже я editor
Чтобы не случилось луна светит очень ярко
Вечером прохладно а днём будет очень жарко
Слышу звуки моря на
the editors had their
Heads up their asses-or were
Being politicized into publishing
In-groups of power but
I just kept writing and not
Eating very much-went
give you it all then I can't be discreet
If I give you a little you hating on me
If the image is all that I keep then the editor (Editor)
Must've been me
dramatic
Changing up your story like an editor
Never make sense when I add it up
'Cause you lie lie lie, ya know
Used to pull up on the regular
And now it's
All Of My Regulars Hit Up My Cellular
New N**** Askin For S*** On My Messenger
Talkin To Careless I Need Me A Editor
S*** Be Too Real But It Sound
need an editor
To keep me from going off
On competitors
Fuck an editor
Y’all can gobble my nuts
Fuck a metaphor
Ever since I was a young skipper,
And that makes you obsessive, and then you f*ck up all the fun
So why don't you trust the editors and stop changing their shit after they're done?
Yo, don't
It's obvious at this point but before it wouldn't register
I didn't think I had an actual competitor
You were a lush, I was a magazine editor
You were
Bitch I ball on the regular
Different naw I ain't regular
City got the Draco
Run up case close
He'll change a nigga like a editor
Searching
Predator
The editor's a wise-ass, the issues are steam
So, I take the tram
And drop a dollar in some bowler hat
And make my way to Vesey Street and
Check the shadows
attention to the art shit
Pay attention to the artefact
It's iconic how I grasp it (Shit)
I'd take a letter to the editor (Editor)
But I know he'd probably
them thangs
Hostility they got agility
They be coming like
They really got the remedy
Hunting down
Like a predator
Cutting down
Like a editor
What you
frock thing
The nips may be good but that grilled cheese was a mess
Gordon! Ramsay
Your YouTube editor's a genius
They meme you harder than you'd ream us
Told her stop it
Crop it
Cut it out
Just like a editor
Had to flip it
Drip it
Drowning out
All my competitors
Pop it lock it drop it
Cash me out I’m
I'm a play boy not talking Hefner
In the dark invisible predator
On the floor tap out like a wrestler
Extra shots long clips like an editor
I'm
RAP
POETS PLAY WRIGHTS ESSAYISTS
EDITORS AND NOVELISTS
LA VIE LA MOLT
NATURE MORTE
NUTTY ME NUTTY YOU
PAGEANT
NUTTY MOM NUTTY PAP
CINEMA
we only want a chance to
Show the Editor's side
Of struggle in the news
Closer and closer to the State's eye view
And further from the truth
Push
and quaver
Under the editor's scrawl
Hammer, stirrup and anvil under state control
An operetta for our leader
A quartet for the drawer
He gets the rank
I work in lies
Write the news
To sell the papers
Spread our editor's agendas
I work in lies
I work in lies
Manufacturing the scandals
We're
one by one no editor's tricks
Filling the floor with the lifeless bits
The bookmark moves so slow it seems to stick
Hands bloody and raw
of editors
We sensationalise the truth
We destabilise the youth
Hit the wall, shut it down
Walk away, go to town
Start the take, Smash the tape
Don't look
"There is a Santa Claus!"
I read a letter yesterday a girl wrote long ago
With hope that someone at The Sun would more than likely know
Dear Editor
were slavers and poor-man crushers.
Meanwhile, Jerilderie's newspaper editor a man named Mr Gill was chasing up a story.
He'd heard about four new
the editor's door
Where the facts wind up on a cutting room floor
Just in, bulletin, news at six
Get it on that little screen, get it on quick
Danger vision
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