from the truth I cannot live or hide shit stickin out of our backs like a dinosaur, Calling and calling, so cold and alone Tryin to get my papes right
I'll give you a beat you never had before,
And you're warm when you're cold as ice
Your love to me feels so dry
When they hit me wit tha "Wassup?"
For me, for me the sky may fall
Running after titbits
And it's a disgrace Hailey can't play with her toys
My conception
Please say you never leave me baby
To meet my baby at the gate
But you fell to the bottom when the gun went pop
Was the one holding' the gun and the glove
fires in hell rage
like a welcome to all those who trod this place...
Le gouffre a toujours soif ; la clepsydre se vide.
To signify, gamma ray I display on wax is ridiculous, way out likt the crew
Smack! In the middle
middle finger response I'll try to appease
The mass of youthful innocence
effaces the engraved epitaphs on a medieval tombs,
and I'm no longer twenty
Some days are rough so we roll with the waves
Oh see, what you have done
you'll send a letter
In love nanaman si Shirley
Dear sweet filthy world, my wife or whoever reads this
Just another boring lie.