But being blatant bigots? calling that same reason true?
And no matter what they do, there will never be another you
I think i could save you
It's like we were not true
For going on being
In my drawsring, ring, ring
Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit
To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it
It always lasts, forever true.
I'm hoping that this letter reaches you
If only i could rap to you
It's not and you know that it's true
Eyes and pupils dot the i's so crucial true to being frugal loose as loopholes
I wonder why my serious music is truly never played at shows,
Doesn't matter if the score is true
Hey mr. coach, i don't like you
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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