P17
Ay, I wrote a song today
(TODAY!)
It sounds stupid and gay
It doesn't sound that good but that's okay!
I will procrastinate
And I don't wanna see you serve
And I don't wanna see you burn
And I don't wanna see you shove
Yourself deeper into your urn
And I don't wanna see you leave
Before the sun glistens the leaves
I don't wanna see you give
Yourself and your mind into the earn
(Ouh)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
My gear is old, you know I scold muthaf*ckas
(WOO!)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
(WHAT?)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
(YEAH, YEAH, YEAH)
(Oh hold on, Windows needs an update)
(GOD DAMNIT!)
(ARRRGHH!)
I decide to go outside and look for some f*ckin' crack
'Cause that shit is way cheaper than weed
(Budgeting!)
Tweaker dude chargin' $350 for some f*ckin' wack
I jam a knife into his eye until he bleeds
(GOOD, GOOD)
One last thing before I go
(WHAT? WHAT?)
Everyone know a shitmunk love to smoke
But $120 for 5 f*ckin' grams, man
I should grab your head and slam, slam, slam
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
My gear is old, you know I scold muthaf*ckas
(WOO!)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
(WHAT?)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
(YEAH, YEAH, YEAH)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
My gear is old, you know I scold muthaf*ckas
(WOO!)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
(WHAT?)
My spear in row, my blood will glow, muthf*cka
(YEAH, YEAH, YEAH)
And Jesus Christ on a bicycle riding into a minefield
(BOOM)
Doesn't make it out in one piece, 55 pieces to be exact
Somehow, the bike was still intact
P17
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