This is a song about "Conker the squirrel"

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I'm the operator, the administrator.

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Everything i wanted never seem so close

The more battles the better the flows

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

Take the exit, the nearest left

Your new man got my respect

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I bring the heat like the

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