Came through when his bitch berry his head

I love instrumental when they split

I heard them say your lyrics is too ketch

Like they grave all the pink flamingoes and homes

Never mind their homes when they stay at my zones

When they roam do what the gricks do

Quake drop it down but for the inspiration leaders you

Your obligated to the sound turn in his k goals

Then straight to evil, said you dance touring and whenever you think they can't see you

These hobie backing up, back roaping testing up

Are clean and I don't stug enough

Out rapper catch now and say that I don't type enough potential

Fuck was better ...to your fiscal

Back on force and get it heavy, don't settle the pistol

It's probably wide and get it great to the Bristol

And why he doesn't missed you

He's single for his issues, the 'but it's all on life support

I gotta find a way to cut his life short and find a way to get this music uncort

Like right in this moment is all worthing all his bars

Can't just play and met this to return on tape garges

Before I take it too far like true is hard

But is way much in excess dude

You bent it down boy and you scratch is unlegeble

It's gonna keep you all on your

Why **** don't make an effort dude?

Find out, fuck 'em all, tell 'em cores my testicles

I quite tape somebody will find me edible

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