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Gun in the morgue, for the cotton picking to the ones around sleeves, naked fetus in the press box what do you see?
Limited funds limited shells limited fun, limited by the "we shall overcome"
I came over so we shall...
I'm pissed so is the toilet...you can coil it, unveil tha basket I came swimming, it had a flag with an eyelid I'm off the pyramid
I'm in the spirit of six one seven/ bread unleavened, it bakes when I wake I art spake
Create a tem'plate. My temple is weight not sure if you can juggle the lake
If I evolved from apes it was the habitat that ate /leaving the world in a state like Gilbert Grape
and what vine has thou lined I'ma fade the light...I sun up and landmark the comeup
This aint a charity case/ it's a majority waste
I grit my teeth licked my fingers and brush my eyebrow, my smile is scowl, at times I hate to be around in my own world, splurged in girls to uplift me,
I never packed a burner but I would burn who ever was close to me, it came from the innate action of rebel inside of me
Thought I found the new me see it's the same person, and what's worse is, I lost my appetite to stand my ground/ more like psychological rape I embrace my fate /like a priest that ate, his portion with the bells around
His feet/ but I speak, so you know the outcome. I came out speaking w/ a soundcard to hear the drum
the ears list the listeners to peer in the lung...I hear my daughter sleep she just getting over a cold, the effects of the lights low and echo of come home
Some say write a book ...my life is that book when they open the ground shook and the genesis adlibed the binder...
Limited funds limited shells limited fun, limited by the "we shall overcome"
I came over so we shall...
I'm pissed so is the toilet...you can coil it, unveil tha basket I came swimming, it had a flag with an eyelid I'm off the pyramid
I'm in the spirit of six one seven/ bread unleavened, it bakes when I wake I art spake
Create a tem'plate. My temple is weight not sure if you can juggle the lake
If I evolved from apes it was the habitat that ate /leaving the world in a state like Gilbert Grape
and what vine has thou lined I'ma fade the light...I sun up and landmark the comeup
This aint a charity case/ it's a majority waste
I grit my teeth licked my fingers and brush my eyebrow, my smile is scowl, at times I hate to be around in my own world, splurged in girls to uplift me,
I never packed a burner but I would burn who ever was close to me, it came from the innate action of rebel inside of me
Thought I found the new me see it's the same person, and what's worse is, I lost my appetite to stand my ground/ more like psychological rape I embrace my fate /like a priest that ate, his portion with the bells around
His feet/ but I speak, so you know the outcome. I came out speaking w/ a soundcard to hear the drum
the ears list the listeners to peer in the lung...I hear my daughter sleep she just getting over a cold, the effects of the lights low and echo of come home
Some say write a book ...my life is that book when they open the ground shook and the genesis adlibed the binder...
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