But now its whatever, knowing your the batter of another man that matters,
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,
As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive
Frontal into a jugful of rubble.
Housing projects, police deep, makin' trouble,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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