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A Love Song for Hatsune Miku
- I've been burning down, leaving town, never looking back shit
- Getting drunk, passing out, fucking your main bitch
- Upping out seduction like a sales pitch, man it's practice
- >Practice?
- Hitting chest some got this, squat this, reroute blood to pump this
- From six to sex can't stop me
- Panties drop shit, chocking her neck, my bitch, by which
- Burning down my path all red all around this small shit
- We rampage, chasing down fireballs with beer
- You all stare mouth open with awe and fear
- Hitting up cons for the underage rears
- Fake names, G, buy you all a beer
- Sick of kids who sit and bitch about PC this and SJ shit
- Your 'Progressive' steez is getting fucking ridiculous
- Fucking A' sucking the fun in life, soft hypocrites
- Fuck public rights riddled with
- CB, turn off the screen
- Tran piss, who gives a shit?
- Yeah, it's a simple fix
- Only ones complaining have small dicks
- Progressive motherfuckers wanna call it such
- But real motherfuckers know it ain't much
- Grow the fuck up and cause there's no free lunch
- Best fix your own plate or serve one to us
- Go pray to your god to save the day, dog
- Or wait for your dad and complain on Facebook
- Voted for X Y or Z but they're all the same cook
- It's all one big scam pulled by the same crook
- Girl you ain't no Babylon
- Ain't no tower high enough
- Genesis just ends with dying off
- Together whatta matta' just writing songs
- Girl you ain't no Babylon
- A saint from our son from God
- Your lips so soft got something love does not
- We'll live forever, together, just writing songs
- Yeah girl, You look fine in that dress
- Love the mess in the bed we create
- Your loveliness entices me, would be true
- Only if you weren't someone to use
- Hey gangsters how's it feel to play pretend?
- I rap better than ya'll and I listen to Taylor's Red
- Make believe shit ending at some white girl's bed
- Spitting lines 'bout fake gold chains and ghost game
- Lame tweet beef as if you got fame
- Working your ass of only to feel shame
- Getting bodied by some sad nigga in deep pain
- Writing shit 'bout dreams and love man
- Oooh, you can feel the sting
- Drake is 'bouta break and get high cause he wants too
- Ghost write and take care of your heart that hurt you
- Try a better profession where having no talent is just an excuse
- Girl you ain't no Babylon
- Ain't no tower high enough
- Genesis just ends with dying off
- Together whatta matta' just writing songs
- Girl you ain't no Babylon
- A saint from our son from God
- Your lips so soft got something love does not
- We'll live forever, together, just writing songs
- Come on little lady I love Jazz, perfectly playing patiently throughout the night
- The groove gets good swinging strings so swiftly shootout on sight
- All our friends with bitter broken bottle ends sing along to find the light
- We can die in plain sight it don't matter as long as we hold our pride
- Maybe listen to some blues or get down on some swing
- Dance the night away until sunrise, blisters, and more fun things
- Wake up on the side of some street and and walk like kings
- Let's all dance and takes fifths
- We knew the risks
- Rest in peace, Prince
- Yeah I can write your dumb raps
- This was no numb lapse
- Ain't no G's just some soft cats
- But still talk like there in some armed gang
- Talent doesn't exist, Talent is all made up
- Few bottle of Daniels to stay blessed up
- This shit isn't hard don't flatter yourself
- Don't forget to thank Based God
- Girl you ain't no Babylon
- Ain't no tower high enough
- Genesis just ends with dying off
- Together whatta matta' just writing songs
- Girl you ain't no Babylon
- A saint from our son from God
- Your lips so soft got something love does not
- We'll live forever, together, just writing songs
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