We were livin' the cold world, ever since our birth no remedy
She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
In this whole world we're infatuated with rice, in fact we hated our eyes
I like my girls skinny with brains
Ripples wake, changing fates,
But when we put our weapons down will be a dream of a world,
I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst
We like to stay in our own holy huddles, just putting the rest of the world in
So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation
Just me and you in our own world talking about pressure
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
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