Texty

You been to Asala? Yes, I've been to Asala Eh, yeah, I've been to there But I've never been to heaven I've never been to hell Hell is here, heaven is here This is in my belief, in my-, kno-, I call knowledge Heaven is here, hell is here You live in there Because you're happy you come to the heaven Because you're sad you go to hell I'm feelin' rich like Brighton I got a hook like Tyson I got a singin' like Bryson She give me brain like Einstein I'm subscribed to a playgirl She in love with this playboy Come get shot by a taker I've been workin' on his decoy Fuck her out no prosciutto When in Venice what to end though I see you shopping by the window You're a goof, no clue though I'm smokin' on the finest, like LaBeouf Gettin' cramps, she might cough in the booth Not for T, not for Gazzy, it's the truth I'm smoking jazz, put the 'herbie' and the 'zoot' I said, "Watch out" Don't pity your one, don't pity your one Don't keep your watch out Don't pity your one, don't pity your one I'm 'bout to break out Get-get ready, time for vacation Find me in Indonesia, I'll be gettin' blazin' Doin', doin' doin', doin' what I wanna do Doin', doin', I'll be far from your pity girl Let me break out, eh-eh-eh I ain't tryin' to switch that hoe, gimme a day out Let me, let me, let me, let me, let me, let me find-find my way out Bark, bark, bark I'm a, I'm a dog, I'm a mother fuckin' Greyhound Tick-tick-tick-tick Goin' fuckin' straight, you been livin' in the ground Why you gotta talk? Whenever you gotta to preach You talk too much, yeah, you miss your own reach It's ok to be the best, but pragmatic is deaf I keep it on speed-dial, that's goin' up I'm a flap boy (he's a flap boy) I'm a flap boy, (he's flap boy) I'm a flap boy (he's a flap boy) I'm a fla-fla, fla-fla I'm a flap boy (he's a flap boy) I'm a flap boy (he's a flap boy) I'm a flap boy (he's a flap boy) I'm a fla I'm a star and nobody can't guide me Off a plate, no charlie Off the stage from the mic to the party With Darly chillin' in West Barley Barely be high all seasons Bet he got a rooftop, bet he got some lesions Bet he got a risk or reasons Bet he got a big gut, bet he got praise I said, "Watch out" Don't pity your one, don't pity your one Don't keep your watch out Don't pity your one, don't pity your one I'm 'bout to break out Don't pity your one, don't pity your one Don't pity your one, don't pity your one
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